 It's frightening for me because I lay awake at night thinking, how are these children doing? I lay awake at night praying for these children. Or even worse, I have nightmares about these children, that they're not safe. But I've had to find peace in the fact that I've done the best I can. I've given this child the love for the time being they were with me, that I've been able to provide them that unconditional love that they so desperately need. Every child deserves to be loved.