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Originally Posted by CC1
I think anybody who has raised children realizes how easy it is for things that seem crazy to happen.
When My daughter was a baby / toddler and we lived in Austin Texas we drove home from church one hot Sunday afternoon as usual. We pulled the car in the garage and went into the house. I thought my wife had brought the baby in and she thought I had.
Thankfully after a few short minutes we realized our daughter was not in the house and we raced to the garage. It was over 100 degrees in there and no telling how hot in that car. She was crying loudly still strapped in her car seat.
That and an instance of my son at two years old escaping out the front door of our house and running out into the street before we knew it (a neighbor had come in to borrow eggs or sugar) made me a lot more understanding of how these type tragedies happen.
This of course does not excuse things like the woman a week or two ago who wanted to go party at a friends house so put her four or six kids in a tiny closet and jammed a chair against the doorknob so they could not get out while she was gone. Two of them died from asphyxiation by the time she got home. Idiot woman didn't realize living things need air I guess.
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I am very absent-minded. Like I said, I've driven to former houses that I've lived in and pushed the garage door opener, wondering why the stupid thing wouldn't open, oblivious to the fact I hadn't lived there for a while.
A lady here in town left her child in the car and the baby died. Years later, she's still extremely troubled and struggles to hold conversations. The pain has never left.
I'm a prime candidate to do something like this and even though our baby days are over, I do have an older child that requires assistance with everything. Just the thought of what you described in your experience, and then relating it to my child, scares me to death. I'm actually sitting here right now with tears pouring down my face, just having the thought.
I read stories like this fellow...who knows what he was going through. Sure, maybe he's a selfish jerk more concerned about his sermon than his child. But maybe not. Maybe he's been going through it. Maybe there are financial problems, or people in the church that are giving him fits and trying to get rid of him, or maybe he's going to deliver a sermon that could get him in lots of trouble if he doesn't deliver it the right way. Can any of us even imagine what he must feel like right now? I can't even process it.
I just hope to God I never forget my child in the car. I'd much rather die than have that happen to him.