Trying not to be too glued to the election returns. The utterly incompetent judge is behind but not by enough. Etc. The few people I really badly wanted to win, it looks like they probably will, and I’ll just have to wait like everybody else to find out the rest.
And in the middle of that came an email from a church member: a seven-year-old child, vanished, this is what she was wearing, and they said what busy public area she’d disappeared suddenly out of with a fervent plea for searchers and prayers.
Every parent knows that heart-stopping brief moment and this was so much more.
It was a quick walk from our house much less via the car (turn the corner and there you are) and who would know the area better?
Seven ten pm. UV would be about 2 out of 16. My safety vs a child’s, no contest. My sweetie had an intense migraine just then and could only offer the best of intentions and prayers but I could go.
But I had promised an errand with Michelle and I stopped a moment to try to reach her and somehow, as she didn’t respond right away, it became a long five minutes later.
Enough, go!, and I stopped to check the computer for any last updates as I headed out the door–
–just as they hit send on the message that she’d been found. Safe and sound.
Our community knows how lucky we are. And that she is.