It's Not Fair To Criticize This Maryland Woman That Was Found Pushing Her Dead 3 Year Old Son On The Swings
Fox News- A Maryland woman was found pushing her dead 3-year-old son in a park swing Friday, and authorities say she may have been there for hours.
Diane Richardson, a spokeswoman with the Charles County Sheriff’s Office, said there were no obvious signs of foul play, but it has not been ruled out.
Richardson said authorities are trying to trace the movements of the 24-year-old woman over the last several days “to find out what was going on in her life, what led to this moment.”
Sheriff’s deputies went to the park in La Plata, Maryland at about 7 a.m. after getting a call to check on the welfare of the woman and the child, Richardson said. The officers went to remove the boy from the swing and to give him first aid, but “it was instantaneously clear the child was dead,” she said. There were no signs of trauma to his body.
To put this in perspective I am going to tell you a little story. When I was merely a young lad one of my first pets was this ugly little Schneider Skink (a lizard for the uneducated/ I don't know why I remember that). Anyway after a few months said lizard grew very depressed and lazy. Lazy as in he stopped moving, and depressed as in he was cold as a Klondike bar. Yes, I am sorry to say that that lizard was more dead than the career of Johnny Manziel. That, however, is neither here nor there. For two, maybe three days post mortem I played with that stiff, lifeless bastard. Just thought the little guy needed to be woken from his nap. I thought he was going through that teenage rebellious phase. Lord knows it took days to wake me up for school during my formative years. Now, some of you may think I am crazy, but when is the last time your lizard died? Do you know what it's like to lose a lizard? Exactly, you don't, and it turns out this Maryland woman had no idea what it was like to lose a 3 year old child. Denial, as it turns out, is one of the hardest stages of grief to conquer. Far be it for me to tell someone how to mourn the death of a loved one when I spent more time playing with a dead animal than the blind kid in 'Dumb And Dumber'.
You know what people usually say when they lose someone they care about. "I wish I could (insert hobby here) with them one more time". Well, this lady decided a lifetime of regret was not for her and experienced that one final visit to the swings. She should be commended for her dedication to her child. Sure, she probably scared the life out of a couple kids, no pun intended, but much like myself when that little green bastard kicked the bucket, those kids are going to have to learn how harsh the world is at some point. Might as well be during a casual Friday afternoon at the park. At least she gave their parents a long weekend to help them overcome their traumatization. They probably won't even remember it now that summer is here. We've got at least 10-15 years before that lasting image causes real, tangible mental health issues, and by then this woman will have healed from the pain her son's passing has caused.
P.S. Rest In Peace Little Guy...
...and the kid too. Truly a sad story.