Who do you trust?

I have to say, I worry about my kids all the time. Sandra Cantu's story really bothers me in more ways than one. The alleged murderer was Sandra's friend's mother. The 8- year-old girl was allegedly raped, killed, put in a suitcase and dumped into a pond. I have trouble sleeping if this is the last thing I think about. And every time I think about it at night, I distract myself by constantly chanting the the Lord's name -- as if it will all vanish!

Who do you trust? Really no one. I have trouble leaving kids out of my sight. I don't leave them except for the 3 days I work. Which is when Gudiya goes to the school and Little One stays at home with her nanny and her grandma. The nanny brings Gudiya back from school at 3:30p. After that, they're in our sights practically at all times. If we go out to play, I'm standing on the sidelines pretending to be aloof lest they get conscious ... even if it is just our backyard. We never send them over to their friends place... their friends come home.

I know I have to let them go in this rotten world when they grow up. And I can't bear to do that. I don't know the reason. Maybe because I'm in the news business, such stories affect me more than others.