Before I had my daughter in January, I could have never fathomed the agony a story like this must produce:
A 3-year-old girl drowned in a pool at a friend's home in Milwaukee.
Officers said it happened at a home near 80th Street and Tesch Avenue at about 6:30 p.m. Saturday.
Police said the girl might have been wearing a flotation device earlier in the day, but took it off to eat dinner.
While I can't even imagine surviving the death of my daughter, I have many family members who have lost children and they all say "You find a way, you have to."
The worst part is that the child had the water wings on and took them off to eat. This oversight by the parents will inevitably lead them to endless self-recriminations that are, obviously, undeserved. Yes, they probably should have noticed but life is fast and frantic and children are as kinetic as quicksilver. The reality is, terrible terrible things happen and no amount of care can prevent that.
I must qualify all of this by saying that I regularly go into my daughter's room to check if she is breathing and have an absolutely irrational terror about walking when my daughter is on the floor for some reason. Vivid images of me stepping on her skull flash into my mind and I almost have to immediately sit down.
Who knew you could ever care about something so much? Even with the risk of such terrible loss, I can only pity those who have chosen not to have children. I'm not better than you, I just feel sad that you'll never know the most powerful love in the world.





