No hope 

2005-09-16

Ash is lost. Since yesterday, she’s lost. And so am I. I don’t know what’s going to happen next. I feel more than lost along with her.

This is so much worse than dealing with someone with an illness you know is killing them. I don’t know where she is. I don’t know if she’s cold and hungry. I don’t know if she’s still alive.

The wonderful spouse and I have done all we can. There are signs on every mailbox in our complex. There are signs at the entrances and exits of all of the contiguous neighborhoods.

But she’s been gone for more than 24 hours now. And despite all my efforts, I really have very little hope.

No hope.