All the Children
I have been engrossed in the news concerning missing children for the last several weeks. The fate of the Thai soccer team members that went missing in a cave broke my heart. I could not imagine the anxiety and desperation their parents, family members, and friends were going through. The multinational support effort was a healing salve. Like the father of one of the trapped boys who said “I know they will be found alive and well – there is so much support here”; I, too, was sure of a happy ending. I continue to wait and hope all will be safely rescued, knowing no possible effort is being spared.
In contrast, I have found no reason to be confident that the immigrant families, whose children were taken from them when they crossed into the United States looking for something they believed this country could provide, should be confident of a happy ending. I recall reading a judge’s comment that noted if you are arrested you get a receipt for your wallet – they took the kids and have no record?
I miss my children, when we are apart. I know I will see them again.
Riley in Cassi braving frigid waters and crashing waves coming over the wall.
George and I are the proud parents of Allison and Marilla – two smart, caring, and amazing young women. They married two smart, caring and amazing men, Mike and Mitch.
Allison and Mike have two smart, caring, and amazing children – Riley, who you already met, and Tristan.
|Marilla and Mitch|
Marilla and Mitch are focusing their maternal / paternal devotion on Manzi (also smart, caring and amazing)
George and I also have one niece, Susan – a smart, caring and amazing young woman, and two nephews, Brian and David – smart, caring, and amazing young men. Last but not least, David married the smart, caring, and amazing Brenna.