Time Is A Great Healer

My eleven year old daughters school is a ten minute walk from our house.
Eight weeks ago,
whilst walking this short walk,
through a well populated housing estate,
She met with a parents worst nightmare.
Stranger Danger!

I will not go into the details.
She was not harmed in anyway.small_3375745846
A passer by intervened,
and what could have happened didn’t.
The police were involved.
He was never caught.

As a family we were shaken.
We tried to keep the drama to a minimum,
and to not overreact.

Initially she cried a lot.
She was very afraid.

That night as she got ready for bed,
we knew how hard sleep would be.
We kept her door open and her light on.

When she went to school the next day,
I dropped her and collected her.

In the days immediately afterwards,
she spoke regularly about what happened.
She asked questions,
and remarked on the police presence in our village.

Eventually she spoke of it less.
The only remaining reminder to us all,
was the light on at night in her bedroom,
and the lift to and from school.

Then a few weeks ago without a word,
she turned her bedroom light off.
The next morning she bounded down the stairs so very proud of herself.

Today we are turning our last corner.small_3547128317
Today my brave little lady is walking home.

She has learned a lot in the past few weeks,
some of those lessons I wish she had not had to learn.
We have had conversations you never wish to have with your child.
But one lesson I hope she has learned,
is that with love and support,
sunshine can return,
even after the darkest of days.
And that in many ways,
“Time is a great healer”

photo credit: semisara via photopin cc
photo credit: Nina Matthews Photography via photopin cc

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21 thoughts on “Time Is A Great Healer

  1. So glad to hear your wee lass wasn’t hurt

    I grew up in more innocent times. I’m sure there were just as many paedophiles out there then as there are now but there was no internet and very few families had a TV so there was less wide-spread publicity about any incident. As a result perhaps, parents had a more realistic idea of the likelihood of an attack and were not so paranoid about their kids safety as they are now. Other than reminders not to accept sweets from a strange man or get into a strangers car, they left us to get on with things, to be independent and stand on our own two feet -rather than fill us with fear to step outside the house on our own.

    I remember my mum taking me to my 1st day at primary school but after that I was on my own – well, not exactly. She had a two hour cleaning job in the morning which prevented her from taking me to school but a couple of 7yr old girls round the corner that went to the same school used to pick me up and take me with them. We lived on the edge of a large tract of parkland. The ‘wee’ school and the ‘big’ school I later attended were on one side of the park. A private girls school stood on one of the other sides so every morning and evening the park was crisscrossed with gangs of kids going in all directions. It was safety in numbers – difficult to abduct or assault a child, unobserved, when there are so many of them milling about together in groups !

    [well done the passerby who spotted the danger to your girl and intervened to save her from coming to harm]

    I’ve often argued that it doesn’t matter how often you tell your child not to go anywhere with a stranger, If a stranger tells your child they have a message from their parents, have been sent to fetch them by their parents etc the child will go with them. That’s why I’ve suggested friends with young kids agree on a random word, e.g., orange, as a ‘code word to teach their children – telling them never to go with a stranger claiming to be coming from their parents, offering to take them to their parents etc unless the stranger offers the code word

    1. Thanks. I was anxious not to over parent her so wanted her to get back to “normal” without rushing her. The road she travels is also full of kids from two schools so I wasn’t too cautious. We live and learn! I suppose the important thing is she’s grand and seems to be over it. Hope you’ve made a good recovery.

      1. 6-8 hot toddys soon shifted the man-flu. Not quite back to full health yet, though. Bad news my right foot has blown up like a balloon making it difficult to walk. Good news, doctor thinks it’s a reaction to the man-flu (over-reaction of my body’s defense system) – which is a relief, was worried he would say it was gout and tell me to stop drinking !

  2. What a frightening ordeal for your little one Tric. Delight to hear she is now back to her normal routine and the stranger hasn’t won. She has kept her confidence and independence. Obviously she was able to recover due to being part of a very loving and supportive family and parents who can love and support without smothering

  3. Oh wow, how scary for all of you…I am so glad someone was near and that she is safe! Just reading this post makes my eyes well up. It sounds like you did a good job of walking her through it to come out the other side confident and strong. Good job momma
    (And a big hug too!)

    1. He is not a local so we may never know. We didn’t want to give her the message that she could not move on unless he was caught, so didn’t really dwell too much on the police investigation. In reality we know what could have happened but she doesn’t really thank goodness.

  4. I am really pleased to read that no harm was done to your daughter, and that all is back to normal – as much as it get to – after such a nightmare ordeal. The sick and pervert people in this world ought to get caught and punished so that our next generations enjoy their childhood and youth years with happiness as they should. Sorry that your daughter and your family had to go through this….

    1. Thank you so much. It could have been a very different story so we were careful to remember that she was okay.
      She is in great form now. Thanks again for your kind thoughts.

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