Here is a security camera picture of Elijah leaving his apartment in the early hours, clad only in a diaper, a t-shirt and boots…
This little boy, his parents, his extended family, and my own family have been in my thoughts and prayers since the tragic story came out last week in Toronto, Canada. I knew that I wanted to write about him…but I couldn’t decide what to write. Little Elijah was a typical little boy, described as somewhat shy – his story ended in tragedy, he was found hours after this picture was captured, curled up in a back yard some 300 metres from his home.
As a mother, my heart hurts for Elijah’s mother, Georgette…I am angered at people who have posted hurtful suggestions that bad parenting is the reason for this tragedy. I want to write to those insensitive people, I want to write about my own experiences as a mother who has had both of my sons “go missing” for that split second, I want to write about how grateful I am that my own story did not end in tragedy, I want to write about grief, I want to write about gratitude, I want to write about the compassion that steered another father to set up a fund for Elijah’s family that has now raised over $150,000, I want to write about WHY WHY…why does this have to happen…In the end, I think that the answer to what I want to write about is that I really just want to share this story and hopefully everyone who reads it, will have their own personal reaction.
Please read about a little 3 year old boy, who really could be any one of our own children – Elijah