My son is missing

chic said:
@Ronni do have any special friends who you can call anytime who could support you through this? I know you have Ron, but maybe someone else to help you, to come over or go out with or just to talk to?? This could help since our imaginations will run wild during such a situation as you are experiencing.
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I have a lot of support @chic thank you for the thought. ❤️ My daughter and I are supporting each other, and my other sons have all been amazing even while they’re concerned for their brother. Several close friends too, so there’s no lack of support.

The only thing that’s lacking is my kid, y’know?
 

Ronni, just a thought, computer programmers or coders, tend to be quite nerdish and hardly think of others in their quest for such things as a new job. He simply may be focused on finding something that suits his talents, that he's not giving one thought to anything else. My son is a computer engineer, IT specialist, and sometimes I do not hear from him for weeks at a time. I've learned to relax with that. I am hoping and praying that this is all there is to your situation.


The only thing that bothers me in your case is this, his car is still at home. But, he may have gone off with a friend.

Keep the faith and let us hope this turns out well. xxxooo
 
Ronni said:
The police are sending out inquiries to local hospitals, jails, the morgue. They are following up on a concerning image they found on his computer…an aerial photo of a tall bridge across a river close by, chasing down any reports of sightings of someone on that bridge on foot.

The police who responded were kind. They said that the majority of the investigative work will be done by their investigators, and gave me a number to call to check in progress though they of course will let me know if he shows up in hospital or jail or worse, the morgue. He can also choose to have the police not tell me where he is if he’s found.

Trying to continue with normal routines because there’s nothing I can do to effect a good outcome, and life of course continues to move along in spite of this, but I’m not functioning very well
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Just seeing this thread Ronni, I'm so sorry to hear this, can't imagine how worried you are. I hope he returns safely and in good health. Hugs, hoping to hear some good news soon.
 

911 has given you very good advice in this matter. I hope that your son will return to you and his family soon and that he not be afraid to ask for help. This is every mothers nightmare no matter how old they are.🤗
 
No news.

I look for him on every street corner, slow down when I see someone waking down the street, I check out every beggar on the side of the road.

I’ve driven past the places I know where the homeless gather and talked myself out of wandering through .. at least so far.

There's a low hum of panic running through me that I can’t quell. I can’t take a full breath, my chest feels constricted. My stomach is constantly upset, heart pounding, I’ve barely eaten. Rationally I know that’s all anxiety,, I’ve been there before and I know the symptoms.

The more time that passes with no word, the more my highs and lows alternate. No word means that he’s not dead, that he’s taken off to get some space and I’ll hear from him soon. Alternately no word means that he is dead and his body just hasn’t been found yet.

It’s a torturous place to be, all while I’m trying to function, continuing to plod through life, trying to do my normal things, because if I give in to the despair I will collapse.

And then randomly I feel like I t’s cruel, so effing cruel that life just moves inexorably forward without regard for this wretchedness I’m living in right now, mindless of the despair and why doesn’t everything just stop till my son is found? Why is the world ignoring this momentous, terrible thing that is happening in my life?

Rationally I know that’s ridiculous, but in the wee hours of the morning when the despair threatens to overwhelm me, I feel like I’m going insane.

Today is the birthday of one of my grandchildren. I will wrap the gifts, take time from work to go to lunch with them, perhaps fund a little bit of shopping. I will act normal and wish this lovely, newly minted 12 year old the best birthday ever.

Then I’ll finish out my work day, come home, and cry in Ron’s arms, again.
 
Ronni said:
No news.

I look for him on every street corner, slow down when I see someone waking down the street, I check out every beggar on the side of the road.

I’ve driven past the places I know where the homeless gather and talked myself out of wandering through .. at least so far.

There's a low hum of panic running through me that I can’t quell. I can’t take a full breath, my chest feels constricted. My stomach is constantly upset, heart pounding, I’ve barely eaten. Rationally I know that’s all anxiety,, I’ve been there before and I know the symptoms.

The more time that passes with no word, the more my highs and lows alternate. No word means that he’s not dead, that he’s taken off to get some space and I’ll hear from him soon. Alternately no word means that he is dead and his body just hasn’t been found yet.

It’s a torturous place to be, all while I’m trying to function, continuing to plod through life, trying to do my normal things, because if I give in to the despair I will collapse.

And then randomly I feel like I t’s cruel, so effing cruel that life just moves inexorably forward without regard for this wretchedness I’m living in right now, mindless of the despair and why doesn’t everything just stop till my son is found? Why is the world ignoring this momentous, terrible thing that is happening in my life?

Rationally I know that’s ridiculous, but in the wee hours of the morning when the despair threatens to overwhelm me, I feel like I’m going insane.

Today is the birthday of one of my grandchildren. I will wrap the gifts, take time from work to go to lunch with them, perhaps fund a little bit of shopping. I will act normal and wish this lovely, newly minted 12 year old the best birthday ever.

Then I’ll finish out my work day, come home, and cry in Ron’s arms, again.
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Thanks for the update. So sorry this is happening to you and I wish he will come back soon. Sending warm thoughts, love and hugs.
 
Ronni said:
No news.

I look for him on every street corner, slow down when I see someone waking down the street, I check out every beggar on the side of the road.

I’ve driven past the places I know where the homeless gather and talked myself out of wandering through .. at least so far.

There's a low hum of panic running through me that I can’t quell. I can’t take a full breath, my chest feels constricted. My stomach is constantly upset, heart pounding, I’ve barely eaten. Rationally I know that’s all anxiety,, I’ve been there before and I know the symptoms.

The more time that passes with no word, the more my highs and lows alternate. No word means that he’s not dead, that he’s taken off to get some space and I’ll hear from him soon. Alternately no word means that he is dead and his body just hasn’t been found yet.

It’s a torturous place to be, all while I’m trying to function, continuing to plod through life, trying to do my normal things, because if I give in to the despair I will collapse.

And then randomly I feel like I t’s cruel, so effing cruel that life just moves inexorably forward without regard for this wretchedness I’m living in right now, mindless of the despair and why doesn’t everything just stop till my son is found? Why is the world ignoring this momentous, terrible thing that is happening in my life?

Rationally I know that’s ridiculous, but in the wee hours of the morning when the despair threatens to overwhelm me, I feel like I’m going insane.

Today is the birthday of one of my grandchildren. I will wrap the gifts, take time from work to go to lunch with them, perhaps fund a little bit of shopping. I will act normal and wish this lovely, newly minted 12 year old the best birthday ever.

Then I’ll finish out my work day, come home, and cry in Ron’s arms, again.
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So very sad you two are going thru this terribly sad time...all the best for all involved...prayers away....
 
Ronni———Is there anyway you or the police could get his picture on the local TV network news shows? Now is the time to do it. It’s been over 5 days, so this is now a second stage missing person case as we would label it. I have also had luck with billboard companies willing to donate an empty board to put a missing person’s picture on it. I would really try to get his picture out there.

Is he on any special medications? That can also be important. Check where he gets his refills and ask if he has had any of his meds refilled lately.

I would try to get his picture out there.
 
911 said:
Ronni———Is there anyway you or the police could get his picture on the local TV network news shows? Now is the time to do it. It’s been over 5 days, so this is now a second stage missing person case as we would label it. I have also had luck with billboard companies willing to donate an empty board to put a missing person’s picture on it. I would really try to get his picture out there.

Is he on any special medications? That can also be important. Check where he gets his refills and ask if he has had any of his meds refilled lately.

I would try to get his picture out there.
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Yes, ..👆👌
 
911 said:
Ronni———Is there anyway you or the police could get his picture on the local TV network news shows? Now is the time to do it. It’s been over 5 days, so this is now a second stage missing person case as we would label it. I have also had luck with billboard companies willing to donate an empty board to put a missing person’s picture on it. I would really try to get his picture out there.

Is he on any special medications? That can also be important. Check where he gets his refills and ask if he has had any of his meds refilled lately.

I would try to get his picture out there.
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This is an excellent thought if it can work out for her.
 

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