So, I have visited many parks and some unsavory areas since this case began-I know a lot of us locals have. I always take my dear Shepard with me, he is a sniffing bandit. Every time I go out on a mission to find Lucas, I am nervous, I feel ready to find this little baby. When I complete a mission I feel empty, because this baby is still out there somewhere. I am relieved and sad at the same time. As I took a moment,and prayed this morning for Lucas again, I felt sadness and joy at the same time. I knew he was happy and playing with beautiful animals. It seemed light and beautiful. What pains me, is knowing his physical body is somewhere unfound, somewhere where he should not be. That is the mental side of me. I want him found. My family is all LE in different areas including here. It is so hard knowing they are working on the case, but respect them enough to NOT ask, because they cant tell. Not even me. Especially me, because they know I follow unrelentingly. I cant tell you how this case has affected me, I wish I could hold this child just once, for a moment. I hate what he possibly endured. All these men and women do-I hope and pray LE gets what they need to make sure this child sees justice. I have no doubts this child is in a better place, I still want justice for him.
Sorry for the rambling.
Just had to vent
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