Let’s skip all legal mumbo jumbo. Casey Anthony killed her daughter Caylee and got off Scott free. She will be a free woman to do as she pleases and as a parent it sickens me.
But I understand why the jury found her not guilty. The prosecution did not prove without a reasonable doubt that Anthony killed her daughter. I admit that I base my suspicions of guilt solely on the emotions of being a parent who loves his children more than anything else.
How can you go 31 days without telling authorities that your child is missing? How many of you could do that? How many of you would do that?
Let me tell you the real life story about my daughter Celine. Last year she was reported missing by one of the soccer parents on our team. Celine was supposed to go home to her friend Sami’s and I was going to pick her up at Sami’s house after work.
Practice was normal. But afterwards Celine did not trot off the field with Sami. She disappeared completely. Sami’s mother called me and told me Celine vanished while I was on radio. All of the air in my body was sucked out. I had a panic attack and immediately left and rushed to my car.
My breathing was short and raspy. I thought my heart was going to explode out of my chest. I was in tears.
Fifteen minutes later I found out what happened. There was a last-minute arrangement between my mother and wife for grandma to pick up Celine. That message was not relayed to me or the other parent. I could finally breathe. It was the worst 15 minutes of my life.
There is no way I could go back to normal life until my daughter was found safe and sound. You would not see me in a bar other than to pass out fliers of Celine’s picture. You would not see me acting normal because I would fear the worst.
Our children sometimes drive us crazy. We sometimes wonder if we are doing the right thing in raising them. But they are our flesh, blood and tears. They are our hearts. It is impossible for a normal loving parent to see their child missing and life goes on.
I know I couldn’t do it.