I once read a story on the Reader’s Digest about a teenager who died after taking ecstasy. What struck me was that the girl was not a party girl type who is into drugs but a decent and smart girl well loved by her family, classmates and friends.
In a nutshell, the girl was “dared” to take the pink pill by another group of girls in her school. Not long after she took it, her heart went on overdrive and she stayed at the hospital in a coma state before she died.
Whenever I hear or read stories like that, I can’t help but worry about my daughter. We can go on and encourage her to be a good kid but we have no control on the people she’ll meet, the friends she’ll make and the environment she’ll be in.
It is always my prayer for the Lord to guide her and keep her safe all the time. We can only do so much as parents no matter how we try. In one of my conversations with my husband, I jokingly said that maybe we should have a GPS tracking device on her so we know where she is all the time. But that’s just an exaggeration of course.
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