Normally I look at the Daily Mail website every morning to see if my latest article has made it in. Now all I am interested in is news about Maddy, the little girl that was abducted Thursday from a resort in the Algarve.
I can’t think of a news story that has upset me more. I think about her all the time and I can’t really work out why. After all she has nothing to do with me. But every time I see her smiling, sweet face I have to stop myself weeping. I suppose in part it is a ‘there but for the grace of God go I’ feeling. When we were in a similar “child-friendly” resort in Zermatt we had dinner downstairs in the hotel and didn’t even check the children more than a couple of times. Admittedly we didn’t need to as they kept wandering downstairs to see what we were eating.
I think what has really got to me is the destruction of innocence, happiness and a family. There is nothing as innocent and lovely as a three-year-old. And there is nothing as evil as a person prepared to destroy that. I can’t quite get my head around the fact that there are such people out there. I had hoped she had been abducted by a mother desperate for a child. Then at least she would be looked after. Now it seems she was seen being dragged to a local port by a man. This doesn’t bode well.
If I feel like this, what on earth must her poor parents be going through? As a mother I suppose the first question you ask is; is she alive? Then comes the rest. Is she eating? Is she sleeping? What is happening to her? What does she think is happening to her? Does she think we just let her go? That we don’t love her? Will I ever hold her again? Will I ever smell her hair and feel her chubby little arms around me? Will I ever hear her voice?
I can’t even imagine the agony. India Knight said in her column yesterday things like this make you question your views on capital punishment. There can be no punishment grave enough for the person who has done this. Death is too good for him.
Copyright: Helena Frith Powell 2007