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30th Anniversary Remembrance

This November marks 30 years since the day Michaela was kidnapped. We will be marking the anniversary with a remembrance service on Sunday, November 18, 2018, at 5:30 p.m. This event will be graciously hosted by New Hope Church in Hayward, California. I want to thank the church not only for their assistance with our... Continue Reading →

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I’m a survivor!

I was telling my friend a few days ago about how we sometimes wake up one day, and we are a new person. Something subtle has shifted within us, and we feel completely different than we did before. I experienced this today. If you've read this blog for awhile, you know that breast cancer has... Continue Reading →

Loss in the shadows

Funny how sometimes you do something, and only afterwards realize that what you were actually doing was something totally different. I know this statement probably makes no sense. But I spent this morning roaming around Lake Chabot looking for my missing kitties. Someone on the street had recently trapped the cats on our street and... Continue Reading →

New old content!

I just wanted to let you know that I have now imported my previous personal blog, as well as the entirety of Dear Michaela, into Seeker's Road. With honestly just a few clicks you can scroll back through my blogs to my very first entry, on August 11, 2009. Then just over two weeks later,... Continue Reading →

Walking out of the dark

First of all, let me assure you that I am feeling better. Much, much, much better. So no need to send advice, or to call 911, although prayers are¬†always welcome. But for the last few months I have been trudging through the deepest darkness. I've had my daughter kidnapped. I've had my mother die. I've... Continue Reading →

How you can help

Between the approaching 30th anniversary of Michaela's kidnapping, and the recent removal of all our ribbons from "Michaela's tree," I have been creating new flyers and buttons, and hanging new ribbons. I went to the market yesterday and was really happy to see that a number of people had actually already been there, hanging new... Continue Reading →

The naked tree

In my last blog entry I posted a lot of pictures of "Michaela's tree," with years and years of ribbons hanging from it. Then later that day I got this text message from a friend of Michaela's. I was shocked to see this tree standing there with every trace of all the love we had... Continue Reading →

Poetry: holding the world

Why do I think that if I wrap my arms around the world, press it to my heart and hold it tight, that I can make it better? Make anything better? What the world wants is not me, but its own, and its own is not within my power to give. Instead, I absorb the... Continue Reading →

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