Last night during one of my many trips to the bathroom (because, you know, pregnant) I thought of the kidnapped Nigerian girls. I don't know why, but in the dark of the night the saddness of them hit me full force. I felt guilty that I was in this safe, warm house to sleep in and their freedom was ripped from them by evil and deception. The heaviness of this world wears at me sometimes. I hope those girls are saved.