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This day is not shot!

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mysteryoriley | This day is not shot! mysteryoriley This day is not shot!     Untold Stories #4 •July 15, 2017 • 2 Comments Owen’s death anniversary passed recently – officially, June 2, 2017.  That thing about an official date of death when your child was missing prior to his or her body being found is a mind fuck.  We want to know – when did he die?  We may never know.  And, it still plagues us.  My spiritual beliefs tend toward an existential gap – it shouldn’t matter.  And, my analytical mind seeks answers.  Always.  Incessantly.  Obsessively. It matters.  I still want to know.  Ten years later.  I want to know when, how, and why my son died.  Even now.  Ten years after. Each day leading up to the 10-year anniversary, I thought about what I should write here.  I was flummoxed, and chose not to write at all.  Ten years, who would think we were still grieving?  Then, I realized that I was falling into a deep despair that I couldn’t identify, save for the conne...

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