It's 11:00 pm...

I can't stop thinking about that little girl who was just found yesterday murdered in Salt Lake City. And how trivial everything in my life seems right now. I feel sick inside for her family. I tried not to think about it. Derek never takes naps, so when he took one today, it was really nice to have some extra computer time. I didn't want to think about it then. It is all too horrible, and I feel so powerless, and selfish for being so wrapped up in my own problems. Recently, so many people have done so much for me. What can I do for this poor family. Zion's bank has a fund set up for them so people can send donations...I will definately do what I can there...It just makes me sick. The Salt Lake Tribune called again today and Friday they are coming to do the story on Rex and Clint and all of his friends raising money...how can we talk about it now? I feel guilty and undeserving. I don't know what I am trying to accomplish by writing about this. I guess at times like these, maybe we need to be reminded the most, that even though evil exists, many people are good and they want to help. Sometimes we just don't know how. There is a quote from the movie A Series of Unfortunate Events that is not in the books. It is when the Baudelaire children find a lost letter from their parents. I keep thinking about it now. "At times the world can seem an unfriendly and sinister place, but believe us when we say there is much more good in it than bad. All you have to do is look hard enough. And what might seem to be a series of unfortunate events, may, in-fact be the first steps of a journey..." I don't have any real answers...but I will pray for that family...and I will always try to do what I can...Just like so many people did for my family, I will try to do whatever I can, in small ways to make the world a better place. Even if it is only a small corner of the world...we all have to try.