I live in Florida. My mom works at a Disney World resort. I have stayed at Disney World resorts. I have a child about the same age as Lane Graves. I could be that mom. It could still happen to me. How could that have been me? Because I am human, and so are my children and because accidents happen.
When did we become such perfect parents? You know, the kind of parents that freak (and horrific) accidents never happen to. Personally, I think these days, with social media, it is so easy to just spew your thoughts and opinions on any given subject while you are standing in the grocery store line and scrolling through your newsfeed. I think there are very few of us who would turn to the lady behind us in line and say exactly what we had just said to the entire social media world. Maybe you would, and maybe you are one of the few I have seen lately who are in support of the parents who are left with nothing but heartache, tragedy and a hole in their family, oh and not to mention, the world of judgment from the peanut gallery.
Back in the 1980’s a little girl, about the same age as Lane, fell down a well in her aunt’s backyard. It took more than 48 hours of non-stop work from rescuers while the world looked on from their living rooms (not their cell phones). I am sure every mom during those hours felt a pang of fear for Baby Jessica’s mom, and maybe even shed a tear or two thinking, ‘what if that were my baby?’ It was an accident. A freak accident, one that didn’t even involve nature and it’s creatures. It involved a hole in the ground that her tiny body was able to fit into while she was out playing and being a small child. Granted there was no social media for us to spew our blame all over, but there was more of a show of support for her family than I see happening these days.
I tend to stay away from leaving my thoughts and opinions on such horrific accidents that we keep hearing about lately on social media. Whatever happened to ‘it takes a village’? It seems these days the village shows up, but instead of baked goods, consoling words and shoulders to cry on, the village brings torches and pitchforks and is out for blood. Can we go back to supporting our fellow parents?
Do alligators live in Florida? Yes they do. Alligators will find a body of water and stay there, they don’t care if it is the happiest place on earth. Does it matter that there was a sign posted that said ‘No Swimming’? Should be dissect what ‘no swimming’ means and have conversations that go on for 100’s of comments talking about what that means? Should we carry on a conversation about what you would put on that sign? Should the beach be roped off to keep people out of the water? What about a fence to keep the gators in the water? Does any of that really matter? Where do we stop?
How about right here. We stop right here and now. We stop blaming those poor parents who just lost their son in the most horrific way imaginable. Bad things happen to good parents. I would show love and support for you should tragedy ever find your family, even if you might be part of the village who is showing up now with torches instead of baked goods.
Our thoughts and prayers and hearts go out to the family of Lane Graves at this time.