There are no words for this day.
Today, I had to tell my youngest child that her 12 year old friend and classmate has died. A child that everyone loved, who was kind, whom everyone in the rough-and-tumble middle school world considered a friend. That’s a rare thing, but Ashley was a rare child.
It was incredibly hard to tell her.
A year ago, I engulfed myself in prayer each day for GAC, to no avail. Now, the same thing again, with the same dismal result. I cannot second-guess God, but I will not pretend to understand. I don’t understand.
The blame game has begun, but the only acceptable response is to listen and understand without responding about budget constraints, or quirks of fate, or any of those other things… because when faced with such a monumental loss, none of those things matter at all in perspective.