Most of my family will tell you, rather quickly I might add, that I'm not a very emotional or compassionate person. I am more so a very internal person that chooses to keep my feelings to myself unless I find something that I am very passionate about and can pour all my emotions toward at once. Unfortunately, not school, nor sports ever caught the brunt of my passion, so my ability to excel at said subjects is limited to my natural abilities in each as well as how lazy I feel at the point in question. But, in reading a blog that my sister wrote earlier today, a passion was awakened in me. Maggi's blog had to do with a comment that I myself heard her say to Maitlyn while I was in Georgia over spring break. Her comment was in response to a question that Maitlyn posed to her in the most childlike innocence she could muster, "Mom, what are we going to do if daddy dies?" At the moment, Mag gave the most composed answer that I think I've ever heard. "We are going to cry and be sad for as long as we feel like," she said, "And I will get up every morning and cook you breakfast and take you to school, and continue to do all the things that we must do." At the moment, I remembered thinking, Hmm that was a good answer. But now, I realize the importance of that statement and why anything less could have led to a tragedy. Maggi was doing much more than just trying to console her daughters and more than just bracing herself, as well as Maitlyn, for what could happen; she was reassuring Maitlyn that no matter the grief she experienced that she would be there for her and would always support her. This abiding devotion was exactly what Maitlyn was looking for when she asked her mother the question. She didn't want to hear the question get swept under the carpet with a ready-made response like, "Oh, honey daddy's not gonna die." She wanted to know that no matter the situation there would be someone there for her. We, as a whole, are much like Maitlyn. We want to know that there is something out there that is greater than us, and no matter what will support us. Without this reassurance, it seems as though our world is falling apart at the seams and no matter how much we hunt we can't find the source of reassurance. What we don't quite understand is that, we do have someone who can give us that reassurance, his name is Jesus Christ. How someone can continue to survive without a personal relationship to him is beyond me. I cannot think what would've happened to Maitlyn's psyche if her mother could not have answered her question with such a concrete answer as the one that she gave. Fortunately, Maitlyn has a wonderful mother, just as we have a wonderful Father.