Well we are almost to our half way point in this years tour and I have much reflection of so many different events already held, Shonda is different. See I am reminded of a few other teen mothers who in the past that I have searched for and it ended tragically as I know hers will too...we have been searching for her, for her family and most of all for her toddler son left behind. Shonda's abduction has hit her loved ones and wholesome community hard, it has left officials stumped in the search as well. I have grown very close to all of her loved ones and visiting her rally stop is like coming home in a sense to me; I know deep down for them it is more, more of an assurance I have not left them abandoned in their darkest time. So many were in attendance, holding hands, crying, laughing out of fear of crying and their in a distance her mom and dad, privately praying inside to God, you can almost hear their pleas by looking at them. This is where my heart aches, I look down and away, not in shame by no means but to avoid a connecting glance with her parents. See those are the looks I share way to often with families who suffer a missing loved one...on this day I broke away, a lot of people think it does not affect me. I leave tonight with a heavier burden then when I arrived, but it is all part of a well known path of my journey I am on.
Monica
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