Like many of my fellow bloggers, my heart fell when I read the terrible news that Sherry Arnold is no longer with her family and friends who love her. Instead, her family and friends are grieving and thinking about planning a funeral. And those of us in her community (and extended community) are left wondering why such a senseless loss has occurred.
As you may’ve read in one of my previous posts, I felt like I was being followed on a run one morning and it was very scary. I posted that post to remind all of us that we can never be too careful. I don’t know the details of what happened to Sherry and I’m not insinuating that she wasn’t being safe. But I do hope that, if one positive thing can come of this tragic event, it’s that even ONE of us runners becomes a bit more paranoid, a bit more armed, a bit more suspicious.
It’s awful to go through life looking for bad people. But my belief is that, if you want to reduce your risk of becoming a victim (of anything), you must be on the lookout. Sometimes bad things, really bad things, happen to good people. That’s what I’m angry about. I’m angry that we as females have to feel so vulnerable. I’m angry that someone like Sherry who was such a great person in her family and her community was taken so early and so unacceptably. I’m angry that today’s news made me wonder about my own running routes, how much I share on blogs/FB/etc, and my own vulnerability.
I’m glad Sherry’s family has such a strong support system. That was evident in the news coverage showing how many people came out to search for her. I can only hope that her family, her friends, and her kids (both her own as well as her students) can remember Sherry for all the good that she obviously was and did, and replace today’s terrible memory with her goodness.
I’ve been touched by a stranger. There’s always a reason…..