Today I had to run errands and was out and about. Evidently Bladen County let its schools out early because I got behind a few school buses. As I sat there waiting for the passengers to get out, each and every time there would be a little girl around the age of 6 or 8. It made me think of Kaitlyn. My girls never got off the school bus at our house because I had them going to school in another county than where we lived to a county I worked in, but that didn’t matter. They reminded me of Kaitlyn anyway.
Every time I see a little girl of any age, a baby, a toddler, a child, a teenager, and on into young adulthood, all these girls remind me of Kaitlyn. And it makes me cry.
Seeing these little girls today made me cry as I drove down the road thinking of Kaitlyn being that age and her whole life before her only to end so untimely. It just breaks my heart.
It appears that this will be my life. Daggers in my heart at every turn no matter where I go, no matter what I do. Like a quote that I read, “the same leg is cut off time after time.”