The Missing

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Here I am fuzzy headed yet again, solely my own doing, as I am obsessed with missing people. I cannot explain what began said obsession, or how it slowly began to overtake what precious free time I used to have. I have not experienced that type of loss. Yet, I feel like I almost know these families as I browse their pages, pray for them and their lost loved one. My husband is almost on his last legs with me on this issue. He has reached the point where he becomes angry as I cry watching news coverage, searching every news article for some update or post another persons missing information on some board or other that I am stalking. I wish I could explain to him why it matters to me. I have tried verbalizing that were it my family, I would be so thankfull for every person who remembered that my loved one was missing. I would want someone to still care a year after all the publicity died. If they even receive publicity. Many cases don't even have that luxury of a few minutes of "missing fame" (almost the worst kind) to catch someone's eye. Some cases (Becky Marzo), hold the knowledge that their loved on has surely past, even suspecting they know the person responsible, yet cannot bring their loved one home. My tears are often more for the families left behind "not knowing". It is enough to lose someone so beloved, but to not know to what extent that loss is, to not be able to grieve appropriately, and hopefully someday heal...to me is the creme de la Cruel.

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The Missing

4:06 AM Edit This 0 Comments »
Here I am fuzzy headed yet again, solely my own doing, as I am obsessed with missing people. I cannot explain what began said obsession, or how it slowly began to overtake what precious free time I used to have. I have not experienced that type of loss. Yet, I feel like I almost know these families as I browse their pages, pray for them and their lost loved one. My husband is almost on his last legs with me on this issue. He has reached the point where he becomes angry as I cry watching news coverage, searching every news article for some update or post another persons missing information on some board or other that I am stalking. I wish I could explain to him why it matters to me. I have tried verbalizing that were it my family, I would be so thankfull for every person who remembered that my loved one was missing. I would want someone to still care a year after all the publicity died. If they even receive publicity. Many cases don't even have that luxury of a few minutes of "missing fame" (almost the worst kind) to catch someone's eye. Some cases (Becky Marzo), hold the knowledge that their loved on has surely past, even suspecting they know the person responsible, yet cannot bring their loved one home. My tears are often more for the families left behind "not knowing". It is enough to lose someone so beloved, but to not know to what extent that loss is, to not be able to grieve appropriately, and hopefully someday heal...to me is the creme de la Cruel.

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