Wrap Up

So here I am, almost two years later, with no word from Catherine or about her. No amount of searching and looking and tracking down any and all leads that eventually lead to nowhere is helping. The police are trying, that I know, but they can only try for so long with no results before it becomes a cold case. The chance that we see her alive again gets dimmer and dimmer with each passing day. But I never lose hope. I don't know if that makes me optimistic or stupid. Maybe both.

I still go to the Moore's house when I can to just talk with them. I can see just how hard this is on them; they, like me, still cling to the hope that she's out there, wanting to come home.

It doesn't get better, or easier, or anything that someone could bear for a long time. I feel so lonely without my better hald. Without the help of my dearest family and friends, I most likely would have spiraled into a suicidal depression. And girls? Thank you so much for telling to go write about my feelings. I love you all.

I don't know what I'm going to do with this blog, since I feel that I have gotten everything I could out to the world. I might update sporatically if anything comes up.

I will always love you, Catherine. We always will.

Happy Birthday, Naomi!

Happy birthday, girlie. I hope that the tea collection we gave you was just want you wanted for your 23rd birthday. That sushi restaurant you picked ouy was amazing! I can see why you go there almost all the time. Here's to a happy year for you, girlie.