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missing people
Aug. 7th, 2007 01:03 pmTen minutes ago, I was reading 'The Big Issue', and discovered that this week is Missing Persons Week'.
Half an hour ago, I was working through my old email, and followed a link sent to me for Take Root.
Five minutes ago, I randomly selected 'Peter Paul & Mary - the very best of' to put on the stereo.
And now, after one song about leaving people behind, there is one about missing people. And the next one is 500 Miles, about not being able to go home, because you can't go home like this... So, not only is it the music that really reminds me of my childhood, but it starts off being all about loss.
So I'm sitting here, crying my eyes out, wondering is the Universe telling me something?
In response: my missing person advt:
Missing: Clare Robertson, age late 50's. About 5'2", used to have dark hair, no idea now. Profession: school psychologist. Last seen 2004.
Daugter wishes to reunite.
I've seen her 3 times since I turned 18. One of my children has never met her, the others only once.
She made me chose twice her or someone else, and both times I chose the other person. One I married, the other is my father. I don't regret either of these decisions, I regret ever having to have made them.
If someone reading this happens to know where she is, even if she doesn't want to be found, please, please, see if you can find a way for me to put her in contact with my children. And if she is ever in need, please let me know. One of my biggest fears is not only never seeing her again, but that no-one will even tell me if she dies.
Half an hour ago, I was working through my old email, and followed a link sent to me for Take Root.
Five minutes ago, I randomly selected 'Peter Paul & Mary - the very best of' to put on the stereo.
And now, after one song about leaving people behind, there is one about missing people. And the next one is 500 Miles, about not being able to go home, because you can't go home like this... So, not only is it the music that really reminds me of my childhood, but it starts off being all about loss.
So I'm sitting here, crying my eyes out, wondering is the Universe telling me something?
In response: my missing person advt:
Missing: Clare Robertson, age late 50's. About 5'2", used to have dark hair, no idea now. Profession: school psychologist. Last seen 2004.
Daugter wishes to reunite.
I've seen her 3 times since I turned 18. One of my children has never met her, the others only once.
She made me chose twice her or someone else, and both times I chose the other person. One I married, the other is my father. I don't regret either of these decisions, I regret ever having to have made them.
If someone reading this happens to know where she is, even if she doesn't want to be found, please, please, see if you can find a way for me to put her in contact with my children. And if she is ever in need, please let me know. One of my biggest fears is not only never seeing her again, but that no-one will even tell me if she dies.
