Of all the awful and heartbreaking images out there right now, it was this one that stopped my heart cold just now. My sweet Ellie has this same fuzzy pink jacket, or one very much like it. She loves wearing it, rubbing the soft warmth of it against her cheek again and again. And so I realized, for a moment, that this child is not just an image for me to gawk at, but a very real little girl who probably loves her pink jacket, too, and who may not know where her mommy is right now. My little girl is faking a nap down the hall, cuddled up with her bunny and reading her books loud enough for me to hear through closed doors. Where is this little girl right now, I wonder? Who is holding her, and what will her life hold? People are so much realer than we realize most of the time, so much more like us than not, even a world away. May God have mercy on this little girl in particular, and on all who seek to care for and protect her.
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