It's every mother's worst nightmare, every father's too. Your child is missing. Then hours or days later they are found, having had to experience untold trauma, and you never being able to offer comfort. As I read the paper this morning I cried for Hser Nay Moo, for her parents, her brothers, for all those that loved her. I cried to think of so many volunteers who did not even know the family that took time from their own lives to search for one that was missing. My thoughts and prayers are with their family. May we all show them compassion as they continue to endure through the coming months and years of sadness.