This post was going in a completely different direction, until it happened- today. I was going to write about life after a divorce, life after abuse, life after something like that.... but then something else happened today, and we are freshly in the After. I started the blog today but had to set it side for later, it is later, and now this.
My daughter, petite little beauty that she is, took our dog outside to potty today- in broad daylight- and I almost lost her.
I almost lost her because some evil dude tried to take her from me, from my yard, right in front of my house. She was there, all innocence and goodness, all nine years of her, in the sunny spring light, and some guy tried to steal her from me. She ran into the house screaming uncontrollably, dog trailing behind her, not even on the leash. She ran in crying and begging for me to grab the gun....
My heart stopped, and moments felt too long as I tried to make sense of what she was telling me....
There was a guy. He got out of the car. He looked at me. He was all the way on the rocks.
I ran to the widow but he was gone, and she screamed, tension throughout her body, "don't go outside mommy, please get the gun".
We are ok. We are in the after. We spoke with police.
But I know that even if we have all moved on, she lives in that moment.... we may be in the after, but her heart must be calmed. I prayed over her. I consoled her. But her after will be different from mine... My after is security system armed at all times. My after is calm knowing God has this. Her after is still driving by the moment. Her after is looking through the blinds constantly, even when I tell her we are ok, we are safe.
I wish our after could be the same. Peace. Comfort.