The Service

We are now home after attending the service for the little girl that was murdered. I have to say that it is so hard to sit through something like this. Never in my life did I think something like this would happen so close to home. It seemed there wasn't a dry eye and if there was it wasn't many. Many "letters" were read from the children that she was friends with and attended school with. The most noticeable thing written was that they always referred to her as having a beautiful smile. She was helpful, friendly, and loving. She was definitely a very loved little girl and her family is going to need a lot of support.

I thought that Ana and Katie were having trouble understanding. I don't think so. Ana was upset that I didn't take them to the burial. Katie is sitting here writing the little girl's name on balloons and making something out of them.

Our neighbors are more watchful now. They are keeping an eye on the kids as they play outside. I think this is even bringing us closer to some neighbors.

I have to go attend to some children right now.

Hug your children.
~Margarete~

Death...

Sometimes it is so hard to comprehend. One moment a child can be playing and the next you hear that child has been brutally murdered. That is what happened in our town last night. A man,(a huge man) beat, strangled, and did unspeakable things to a little girl. Afterwards, like she was trash, dumped her. Sick, just sick.
We went to the vigil tonight. All types of people just standing there. Out of love, everyone was there.
Now, as we were walking towards everyone, a thought came to my mind. Oh my, That man is going to die. Just by looking at the motorcyles, cars, and people upon people I thought Lord he needs you. Yes, he did the unspeakable but remember, God created him. He has a mom and dad, family. Someone loves him or did love him. Only God can take care of him now.
The girls took 2 roses to put down on the rememberence (sp?) pile. I could not look up at the other little girls standing there. They must have been her friends and neighbors. One was crying. I did not want to look into their innocent eyes.
Ana and Katie know what happened. Katie does not seem to understand. as much as Ana. Ana on the other hand, has been asking all kinds of questions. She wanted to know if we would think of her if she would die. I hope she sleeps ok tonight. I honestly do not know if I will sleep well at all.
Honestly, it has been a weird day. Even the young lady at the deli we visited said the same thing. Police cars, news reporters, no one could seem to relax.

This day needs to be done.

~Margarete~