The Quiet Emergency: When Adults Look Away and Kids Learn to Disappear

was just background noise.

The “monitor the situation” line that made my skin crawl.

A part of me wanted to let it go.

We’d gotten her out. We’d saved her.

Why go back into the fire?

Then I remembered my daughter’s shoulders jerking at the sound of laughter.

I remembered the way she measured a good day by whether someone documented her pain for entertainment.continue reading …