When bad things happen in a small town, it REALLY matters. Even if you don't really know the people that something has happened to, you still feel a deep sense of sadness, because you're connected to them through your town.
That's how I feel right now.
A couple of nights ago, someone broke into a couple's house and stabbed them both. Why any person would be compelled to do this, I don't know.
A husband and wife.
These people were kind and lovely. She was a banker. He is a crane man at Alcan; and he survived.
Her life was taken from here. She did not pass away, she did not go peacefully. Her life was stolen. It isn't fair. She was a beautiful woman. She just became a grandmother... Now she's just a memory.
I am a firm believer that everything happens for a
But right now, I'm having a really hard time trying to justify that belief.... because what could the reason for this travesty be? God brings good from everything, but how can this bring anything but hurt?
I wish I knew the reasons for everything, it would make things hurt less.