Moving Forward. Rest in Peace Victoria Stafford

It's been a dark time in these parts with the loss of a little girl at the hands of two people equally lost, in a different way. And a grey cloud has hung over my mood since the news broke that this little girl that we all fell in love with, worried about and hoped for, had met with our very worse fears.

My mind travels frequently a few kilometres down the road where a family is waiting and mourning a loss beyond scope. I cannot imagine the despair of a mother who has been judged so harshly publicly during the darkest moments of her life. And then there is the father, who took time during his bleakest days to send a message to me thanking me for my few inadequate words here. How he must miss his little girl.

My fondest hope is that as time goes by these people find a way again to recapture the peace that all humans on this earth deserve to have. I hope the clouds part and instead of despair and sadness a flicker of sunshine on their faces is seen as a gift yet again, that the memory of a spunky, happy little girl's life outweighs the memory of her tragic death.

Little Victoria is somewhere at peace and I hope somehow, some of it finds its way back to buoy up her family during this most difficult journey they now find themselves on.

I hold my children a little tighter, I worry a little more and trust that such tragedy never visits this way again. I think of the despair the families of the two people under arrest and think of their family's loss. The horror they must feel that their loved-ones did this.

Rest in Peace Victoria, Peace be with you Rodney Stafford and Tara MacDonald and all of your friends and relatives. My fondest wish is that you find solace in each other and Victoria's older brother Daryn. My heart weeps for you, Daryn, most of all.




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