Missing Michaela

This morning, before I was really awake, at the trailing end of a dream, the thought came to me that I should finish writing my book, Missing Michaela. Now I did finish this manuscript once, 25 years ago. But I look back on the world and myself then, and, well, it's like looking back on... Continue Reading →

What I Am NOT Looking For

Spring has sprung here in Iowa. They say it's nice to live in a place with four seasons, and here you can have all four of them in a couple of weeks. We actually had an early spring, and beautiful little flowers started growing in our yard. They were like hope. But then the snow... Continue Reading →

When it hurts

On a recent blog entry, someone finished their comment with, "See you next month!" I had to think about that for a minute. Did someone think I wrote monthly blogs? Then it hit me. It's October. Next month is November. The anniversary of Michaela's kidnapping. Can I tell you how much I don't want to... Continue Reading →

Happy Birthday, Michaela

Hey there baby girl. I just wanted to come and say happy birthday to you, just in case you are out there somewhere, in case you remember that today is your birthday, in case you might be checking in here. It was forty years ago today you were born, at 8:13 p.m., the first time... Continue Reading →

What about Michaela?

In just a few months now, it will be the 30th anniversary of Michaela's kidnapping. Two months after that, it will be Michaela's 40th birthday. I am still kind of lost as to what to do about this. The normal, regular thing, tying yellow ribbons on the tree at the market? I don't know. I... Continue Reading →

Dream about Michaela

I do not ever dream about Michaela. But last night I had a dream that touched me deeply. It was odd, and Michaela was both herself and not herself, and the circumstances were different and odd, but it filled my heart. In the dream, I was running around town and I got a call from... Continue Reading →

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