Although I never met Brittanie Cecil, and I've never been to Columbus, Ohio, I can not begin to express the grief that wells up inside my heart whenever I see the school photograph of the little teenager, on the cusp of adolescence, her blonde hair
pulled back into a ribbon, and her blue eyes sparkling at the prospect of all those summer pool parties, those early - fall
hayrides, her prom, her high school graduation with the cap and gown sailing high into a sky as wide and full as her hopes and dreams.
Some of the activities we saw include a corn maze, a cow train
pulled by a tractor for little ones, the giant slides, jumping pillow,
hayride, zipline, play barn, and farm animals.