|The ribbon with writing on it is|
from me, Michaela.
|Your sisters, Michaela, hanging ribbons for you.|
From left to right, Ariel, Libby, and Johnna.
The faded ribbons on the tree are left from years past.
|The big guy at the back is your baby brother, Robbie.|
Left is your sister Johnna, and right is me.
How can I say it so that it can be understood? How can I say it so the message will be loud enough to reach across the years, the miles, the hurt? I don't know, Michaela. I just pray that you will hear, or if you don't hear me, that you will hear God whispering to you, reminding you of who you are, and where you come from, giving you the strength to come home.
I love you forever, my child. Please, come home. If you should happen to be in another country, you can contact the U.S. Embassy. If you are in the UAE, as several leads have said you are, just click on the tab above labeled "How to Get Help" and there is information about how to contact the embassies there, as well as in Mexico, where other leads have pointed. Wherever you are, there are numbers you can call, both from outside the country and in the United States.
I am posting some photos from the anniversary last year. I cannot tell you how deeply I long for those to be the last anniversary photos ever taken.
With all my love always,