In the last few months many more have joined the statistics of the missing and murdered, and the world did not stop! Social media is plagued with faces of the missing, families crying out for information, people mourning the loss from an unsolved crime and yet so many scroll on by, the world did not stop! We continue to physically search, loved ones stand on dirt roads waiting for a ounce of success, children cry for their mothers whereabouts, a body is found, sadly not who you are looking for and worst someone did not report the deceased missing.....when does it end?
You move through your day like any other as you strive to make a small difference in all the madness, then it happens, that one thing early in the morning (your quiet time) you find yourself reading something, you watch the video, you look at the pictures and you feel it all. Its a feeling you know all to well, one that has occurred many times before, the heartbreak, the torture of a child sending balloons off to the sky shouting I love you mamma, happy birthday! I said to myself is this what it has come too? You want to run out and put a sign out in the ground saying "I suffer here" for all that pass by for a daily reminder.
Across the world families gather along roadsides, dirt roads, a rivers edge, standing on a bridge, parking lots whatever that last known place was to be of their missing or murdered loved one; crying out through the wind trying to grab some sense of sanity - some "thing" to help them heal. People find themselves continually retuning to that place because that's all they have, that's the reality of the life when you are forced into that dark place of our world, the missing and murdered, its a corner not often enough does light appear.
I write this today because people need to know your words are heard, they are felt and most of all there are people who care about what you are enduring, so be strong, hold tight to 'whatever or whoever' you can in each day. Remember one thing when you can barley think, do not give up! And....
When you cannot stand up, just sit
When you cannot walk, crawl
When you cannot think, cry
When you cannot move, pray
It is important to do something each day, you will find strength out of your own will within....
Monica Caison
