I have a heavy heart tonight. I've had a heavy heart a lot of nights, but I'm usually able to shrug it off after a little while. Put sad thoughts out of my mind. But tonight, they're rolling around quite a lot.
A fellow September mommy had a very sad, scary thing happen to her son the other day, when he had an accident and now has burns covering 30% of his body. This little guy is the owlet's age. I can't get this image out of my head. I'm not going to go into details about what happened, because I just can't.
Just like I can't get the image out of my mind of a little 15 month old who had drowned in his bathtub.
It's just not fair. My heart hurts for these wonderful little beings who have terrible things happen to them.
My heart hurts for the kid who was told by his dad at the library that he is "such a mess, and makes a mess wherever he goes." Kids remember this stuff. It becomes who they are, even if just for a little while.
I got out of doing therapy because I couldn't hear terrible stories from kids anymore. And instead I hear terrible stories ABOUT kids. I had to leave a facebook group because I couldn't handle any more sad stories about kids. It breaks my heart.
I was telling the hubs tonight that I wish I could walk around like most of the people on the earth do, only caring about myself. But I can't.
I wish I could take in all these little lovelies who have had bad things happen to them, and make them better, but I can't do that either.
The most I can do is love on my little owlet with every fiber of my being. Provide him with the knowledge that he is safe and oh so loved.
And cry for the little ones who are hurting, who have been hurt, or who no longer have to hurt anymore.