A heart that worries

I wake this morning longing to hold Grace. The heart breaking news I heard in the middle of the night of yet another young lady losing her life too early constricts my heart. Nevaeh lays next to me so I snuggle her close, but Grace is at a sleep over and I have to wait until morning to finally hold her. I finally hold her and she knows I must have had another bad dream cause she has let me squeeze her tight before after a bad dream. Is that all it is? So many young girls go missing every day and it is a worry that grips my heart. I pray God watches over them every day as I know many moms do. It makes me sad that instead of worrying about broken arms or scraped knees, I worry constantly where my children are and making sure I can see them every once in awhile so I know no one has taken them.