She’d been coming into my work place for some time. She was short, about the same age as me, and was always bundled up in a long coat. I would greet her with a smile, ask her how she was, but she would generally not speak. Occasionally she would smile and give a slight nod of the head. After a while, she would walk out the front door as quietly as she had entered.
On January 21, the local news reported her missing. Police found her purse on the ground, with footprints leading away and ending at the river. A search was conducted, but she was not found. For the first time, I knew her name: Kimberly. In the news article, Kimberly’s sister said that she suffered from schizophrenia and did not have her medication. Many of us prayed that Kimberly would be found alive somewhere, but yesterday, nearly two months after she was reported missing, her body was found in the river.
There are so many around us that suffer from illnesses of the mind, schizophrenia being just one of them. Most often we can’t do a lot to help them, but we can at least smile, say hello, be gracious, and pray for them. Treating people with kindness and dignity is the least we can do, as we were all made in the image of God.
Rest in peace, Kimberly.
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