Reality Bites

Last weekend while watching the Olympics, I saw a news story in Magna UT.  A woman stabbed to death in her home with her 14 year old daughter terrified at the neighbors waiting for the police.  What a horrible story.   Then life went on and I watched some other stories, some lame thing about a puppy stuck in someone's vent and the entire fire dept. working to get him free...blah blah blah.  It wasn't until late that night when I received a phone call from one of my girls that asked if I'd heard the story of my captain's mom. 

I felt sick to my stomach and I needed release.  I tossed and turned, called a friend, texted another until I got someone.  I talked to my roommate who just brushed it off, ugh.  I really didn't know what to do.  I wanted to cry, but couldn't (and still can't).  I feel very angry, but then really sad over and over.  Many students, parents and teachers are calling me to find out information and what I'm doing about it.  I don't really know where to start.  I don't dare call her and I don't dare ask the girls how they're doing or how she's doing because I don't know if I can deal with their reactions.  What if they need comfort from me, I don't know that I can give it.  I found out funeral stuff and that is about all I can give people when they ask me all sorts of things.  I saw her best friend (her "jeani" ) today and just smiled and said hi.  I couldn't bring myself to say anything.  It seems so unfair.

 I don't know if she's okay.  I don't know where she is.  I don't know if she'll go to my school.  I don't know if she's with her brother or dad.  I don't know her relations.  I don't know if she even likes her dad.  I don't know, but maybe I should...I just can't.

I pray for her and her family.  I know the Lord has the power to comfort and I hope that she feels it and that this doesn't ruin her life.  She is amazing!