It's kind of surreal, when you know it's that "close".
I just know how much space this takes up in my mind - and know if I was a mother of father to a missing child, I would always all day long think about my child - wonder how she is, what she is doing, what she feels or think, if she is allright, unharmed, if somebody loved her, took care of her, sang to her.
I can't help thinking about this little girl - how awfull and homesick she must be feeling. How much she must be crying and longing and asking for her parents!
It hurts SO much to think about it - but you need to think about it to understand how cruel this really is.
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