I've been thinking all day long about this turn of event, Emily Glass self destructing. On one hand, (and I ashamed to admit this) I thought, 'who cares?' But on the other hand, and this is what got me all day today, there is Someone Who Cares. EG had a mother and father (or step father) who certainly cared for her, loved her, were frustrated by her, and even maybe agonized over poor choices she made. She had children who loved her and looked up to her. At some point in her life, she turned the wrong way, and I don't know, perhaps she always had a twist. Frankly, I don't want to know. But if somehow someone who loved Emily Glass stumbles here some day in the distant future, reading about their mother or their aunt or, or, or, I hope they will find some good things about her from someone. I pray she made peace with her maker before she pulled the trigger.
These families, immediate and extended, have so much now to overcome. I am filled with sadness for all of them.
Most of all, I think of young Lucas. I pray that the pictures I have seen of him smiling remind each one of us that he was an overcomer, smiling against the odds. May his smile be what his parents think of every single day.
Please forgive my wordiness. Tomorrow, I may bash Emily Glass. Today, I am just plain sad. For everyone.