833 Days

I have been here for 834 days and yesterday one of my young people was stabbed. The figures of youth violence indicated that it was bound to happen to one of "my" young people soon, but it's still a massive shock when it happens.

It wasn't fatal and I'm going to visit him in hospital but I never wanted this day to come, it's not that I want to be ignorant to it happening I just want to somehow protect my young people from it. The worst part of it is that we didn't see it coming, everything had been okay that evening.

I'm still trying to put God in this and struggling.