Camp Mystic

I’ve been looking at the photos of the sweet little girls who are missing, and those who have been confirmed dead, and I’m blinded by tears as I’m typing this. I cannot even comprehend how the parents and grandparents feel. I’m terribly sad for what they are going through. Camp Mystic. I saw where one of the Mom’s whose little girl died said that she would always think of her daughter as “living her best life at Camp Mystic”.

Already people are coming with the “blame game” even before all of the waters have receded. Even before all of the bodies are recovered, and all of the mourning has begun.

Can we not just once ….feel empathy, sympathy, and shared pain for other human beings who need it? Can’t we pray for them, and bear them up during their sorrow before we start politicizing this tragedy?

There will be plenty of time for all that later. Plenty of time to point fingers. I remember a time when the whole country used to come together when these types of tragedies happened. I wish it could be that way again.