Lane Graves

The alligator snatched the toddler on June 14 as he played at the edge of the Seven Seas Lagoon, a manmade lake at the Walt Disney Co resort.
Children, specifically toddlers, are not an exact science. They are not robots, they are gazelles; they are quick, cunning, curious and reactive. To a toddler, the world is their playground to be explored and conquered.
Our first day was spent lounging by our hotel's luscious pool, an attempt to rinse off the tragic news and slip into sunnier times. Then that night the quota of horrible news multiplied exponentially and lurked until we woke up. It was June 12th, my birthday, and the world once again shook with terror. By now, you probably don't need me to recount the atrocious activity that transpired at Pulse Nightclub. It was pure evil.
People are freaking out over video showing a gator near a park ride, but clips of people feeding gators are a far bigger concern.
As I am packing and preparing for our family to go on vacation in a few weeks, I can't stop thinking about Melissa Graves, the mom whose little boy was snatched by an alligator while vacationing at Disney. I can imagine she was preparing much the same as I am now for her family's vacation last week.
"As a neighborhood, we hope that they just feel the love."