Date: February 19, 2016 01:28AM
I picked up my daughter from high school today, then swung by the junior high to pick up my nephew. The 2 of them began talking about an 8th grade girl who committed suicide last night. This girl is in my nephews ward. 8th grade? Ripped my heart out to hear. So sad.
I've got no discipline when it comes to speaking freely with my nephew and asked him, "Was she gay?" Only because of the strings of suicides that have be rampant in the church. I shouldn't have asked that, nephew is in 7th grade and I don't know how much he understands.
He said, "No, but I heard she did something really bad and didn't feel worthy enough to see her brother again...?" I was perplexed...and responded, "What do you mean?"
My nephew said that her brother came home from his mission today...
My daughter knows where I am at, and whispered to me to "turn it off." As she could see the explosion about to take place. So I did turn it off...as I should have. Not the right place to go off.
Later, my nephews Mother said that the family of the girl was the most awesome, picture perfect family.
I ache for the family, any family who loses someone to a suicide. I ache for the young man who came home today, to find his little sister is gone.
Having to set my hatred for the church aside as my thoughts go to this family.
Terribly sad. Happened in a little town, south of Provo, somewhere between Spanish Fork and Payson.