Tomorrow is the 31st anniversary of Michaela’s kidnapping￼. What kind of a person is still here pounding the keyboard about a child who has been missing for 31 years? A mother to whom that child was an answer to prayer after five years of infertility. A mother who knows that child glowed with love and light. A mother who wants to keep her child’s light alive in the world, who wants everyone to remember that she was here. A mother who worries that she may still be here somewhere, might be suffering, might still need her help. A mother who loves her child always and forever.
I have posted the anniversary in Facebook this year as a “wherever you are” event, so that people can hang a ribbon on their porch, on their tree, wherever they may be. The ribbons started out yellow, but we use all colors now. Someone asked what Michaela’s favorite color was, and I remembered all her drawings, and I had to answer “rainbow,” so I bought a few spoils of rainbow ribbon to use this year,
Our family will be going to the place where Michaela was kidnapped to tie ribbons on the tree there. It may actually be the last time we are able to do that. As difficult as it is for me to believe, we are selling our house in the Bay Area to move out of state, for financial reasons, and hopefully some peace of mind. The last few years have been very hard. This month has been so awful. So next year, it may be that we will be remembering Michaela “wherever we are” by tying ribbons on our front porch.
Tomorrow at the market, we will tie ribbons. We will not be giving speeches. I am worn out. It’s not a private event, so anybody who wants is welcome to come. I will bring buttons for those who may want them. As a former chemo patient, I want to warn you that most of the people in our family are sick right now, so you might not want to get too close. We want to look out for the very young, the very old and immunocompromised.
If you accept my invitation to remember Michaela wherever you are, if you would like to email me photos at firstname.lastname@example.org, I will try to post them here in a blog.
Thank you everyone for remembering Michaela. And Michaela if you are out there somewhere, please remember you are never forgotten. You are always loved. Nothing that may have happened, no time that may have passed will ever change that. Wherever we are, we will have a safe place for you to come home to. You can contact me here, through this blog anytime, from anywhere.
I love you forever, baby girl. I miss you for always. 💔