She was beautiful…dark eyes and lashes, perfect brows framing them, hair pulled off her face in a pony tail, which enabled one to see the full beauty. But her eyes didn't dance….there was no smile….there was a deep sadness. There was a woman in the room with her who I thought was her mother. The young girl did not want to receive communion that day but asked that someone come another day. The woman standing there said "she SINNED!" And with tears coming from the girl's eyes, she muttered "I made a sin." I knew what it was and asked her if she had tried to hurt herself. She nodded yes. I addressed the woman as mother, but she said she was the sitter to watch her because of her attempted suicide.
At that point I focused ALL my attention on the girl, knowing full well that this "sitter" thought she should be banned to damnation.
I talked gently to her about being in a black hole, how hard it is to get out of it, how people don't and can't understand unless they have experienced that hole, a darkness like no other. At 24 her life is ahead of her….but how much life will there be and what will the quality be?