grim news

The news was horrible yesterday. Here in Alberta, a young 17-year-old girl was killed on a school bus. The bus was hit by a cement truck; the morning was foggy. An accident for sure. But why? Why that girl? Then I found out this young girl was an only child. And this horrible accident happened on my daughter's 18th birthday. I can't imagine losing my child. She was the same age as my daughter. The young girl was in grade twelve. This hurts to even write about this. My heart breaks for those parents. How do they feel today? What they say to each other when they woke up? Or did they not go to bed, to sleep last night? I was just in Rimbey, for a school visit, and I know the school the girl was going to. Routine morning for her. Catch the bus. Go to school. Say hi to friends. But she didn't get to say hi to friends. Did her parents say good-bye in the morning. My husband often leaves early for work. He'd feel horrible not saying good-bye. This is so sad. I can't even imagine.
Then there's the man in Merritt who is suspected of killing his children and on the run somewhere. Is he hiding in bushes? Is he in Alberta? I heard this morning that child welfare had been at their house a few times over the past months. How do those workers feel? If only they had taken the children? Are they asking themselves those questions? But, of course, there are rules and regulations for taking the children. It's not their fault. But, I bet some of them think it is. I bet some want a new profession. And what about THAT mom, who went for groceries, only to return to three dead babies. Her babies. I'm sure she is asking herself, why didn't I leave him? Why didn't I get help?
It is all so sad.
I guess I'm thinking about all of this because my daughter had her birthday, we went for dinner, had a wonderful time.
I'm lucky!! Really, really lucky!
And I count my blessings every day.