If you’re like me, you see a news brief like this one . . .
Toddler drowns in SW Charlotte pool
A 3-year-old boy drowned Thursday morning after he fell into a backyard swimming pool in southwest Charlotte.
The boy was being watched by his grandmother at a home on Wildwood Muse Court in a neighborhood off Steele Creek Road, according to Charlotte-Mecklenburg police.
Police said it was only a matter of minutes between the time that the grandmother realized he was missing and the time he was found.
Paramedics took the boy to an area hospital, where he was pronounced dead.
His name has not yet been released.
Police said they’re investigating the incident as an accidental drowning and that charges are unlikely.
. . . and you subconsciously think, “that kind of thing only happens to “other people.”
Except in this case, the “other people” are some of Good Shepherd’s own; three generations of people we’ve known and loved for years.
So we are a community with heavy hearts today, trying to navigate the “what now?” even as we wrestle with the inevitable “why?”