A Mother's Plea (written by John's mother, Madeline)
I am a mom who lost a son. I lie awake praying or crying. I wonder if he is alive or dead.
Is he alright? Is he eating or is he cold, maybe he is in danger. Sleep is very hard to come by. I miss his smile, his sense of
humor, the way he loves animals with such
warmth. I miss watching him paint on canvas
and turn that canvas into a beautiful
picture.
I miss how neat he was. About
himself,his room and all things around him.I miss the little gifts he used to give
me. The phone calls when he made me
laugh.
Now he's gone out of our lives.There is an emptiness that cannot be explained.I never thought I could feel this
way.Forgive me if I talk about himmaybe a little too much.But you see, it hurts so bad. If I didn't talk, I would be crying.
My dear Madeline...my heart goes out to you and I share your tears. I am the mother of a son, and what you are experiencing is every mothers deepest nightmare. I know you find it hard to breathe sometimes. I love the photographs you have posted of John...he is so handsome and the light of your life. I wish we had magic for you that could ease your pain. The best I can offer is my love and caring and lots of warm hugs and prayers that John will be found and be brought home safely. Please take care of yourself...you must keep up your health for John..he would be worried about you if you do not eat properly and try to rest. My thoughts and prayers will be with you. Take care.