
No, the little girl in the picture is not my Granddaughter.
Last summer I attended a “50’s style” theme party. Okay, I do understand that my jeans are too baggy and I don’t have enough hair to slick back but that’s beside the point. This little girl was with the family at the table next to my date and me. She is the adopted daughter of the hostess of the party. As the music began to play the little girl would rush over, take my hand and without saying anything, walk me to the dance floor and just start dancing. I can vividly remember the smile on her little angelic face. 0ccasionally she would become preoccupied with something going on at your table and I would be able to dance with my date.
At the end of the evening the hostess profusely thanked me for being so patient with her. She went on to tell me I was the first man she had ever not been terrified of. She had told my date a story earlier in the evening and assumed my date had already told me. You see, the reason why this little girl was terrified of men and had been adopted by the hostess was the little girl had been brutally sexually molested for the previous two years by a family member. She had been in the court system for nine months before she was released to the lady. This lady eight years prior adopted a ten year old little girl and that girl had just received a full scholarship to a prestigous university.
I’m glad I didn’t know about these circumstances until the end of the evening. At least I had the enjoyment of the dances without having those thought running through my head. I can’t help but believe that had she BEEN my granddaughter she would not have suffered during the very beginning of the short life she had lived up to this point. If you are a praying person, please pray for this little girl. And then pray for all the other children in the world who might be living this type of nightmare.
It is believed that today (July 11th) is her birthday. Happy Birthday, Christie!! Any many many more!