And so it continues

I sometimes wonder why I have an Oddz Bodkinz kind of life.  Do other people have such strange things happen around them or do I just notice it more than others?  Of course, I have had stranger things than usual.  A short list is I went to high school with a guy who ended up as a mummy on a mountain.  Another young man I worked with died suddenly and haunted the workplace.  I lived in a haunted house and now work in a haunted building.  I was in a bank robbery and we chased another batch of bank robbers decades later.  Then there was the serial killer who live down the street and the fire in my house and my ongoing adventure trying to get my life back in order.

Then there are the winged things and the double digits that I don't even WANT to think about, except that it had started again.

Now this.........

I knew Christine Jarrett.  We weren't close friends or anything, but volunteer mothers in our oldest sons classes.  She was always happy, always smiling an loved her sons with a fierceness that was beautiful to be seen and then she disappeared, walked out on her husband 21 years ago with $4,000 in her pocket.  It made no sense.  She would never leave her boys.  But Christine was gone and has been gone all this time.  I've checked the missing persons sites over the years, the Charlie Project, Porchlight International, things like that as well as the Maryland Missing Person's website etc.  I would look at her smiling face in her oversized glasses and pray deep in my soul that Christine would come home someday soon. 

It was impossible for Christine to come home since she never really left spending the last 21 years buried under the shed in her back yard.  The husband raised the sons in that house, steps from their mother's body.  The police claim that they hadn't enough evidence to go any further than a missing person's report all those years ago but we who live in Elkridge know how little the county and the police think of us. 

This has hit me hard.  I suppose I don't want to give up the dream that Christine will come home to her boys.  .Rest well Christine.