I'll admit it. I live in a bubble. I live in a world where countries attack other countries because the leader of the other country is a big fat meanie and someone needs stop him. I live in a world where the Spirit will lead me to the right person to vote for in an election. I live in a world where Aren can spend the night at his friend's house in his backyard on his trampoline, because what could happen? I live in a world where I imagine nothing but rainbows and ponies for Tatiana as she gets older. But last night my bubble burst.
Aren came home with a bright red piece of paper from school explaining that there was an attempted child abduction at a bus stop that morning. I thought, "How awful!" until I saw the bus stop where it happened...Aren's. My heart stopped. I couldn't comprehend that this could happen. A little girl was walking to the stop when a car stopped her and two men told her it looked like she was struggling with her backpack and did she want a ride. She told them no and then one said, "If you get in my car, I'll give you some candy." The 8 year old girl screamed and ran and luckily the two men left.
Policemen have been patrolling our neighborhood all morning looking for these two men. Every parent was at the bus stop this morning with their children and all had the same look as if saying, "Are you kidding me?" We live in a small town...I can probably count the stoplights...we live in a "nice" neighborhood. Surely this couldn't happen here.
I guess I'm posting this to remind myself of the world we live in. Maybe my bubble needs to burst every so often to keep me in check. Maybe my bubble needed to burst to keep anyone who reads this in check. We live in a scary world...watch out for your children, because if you don't, someone else will.