As with time all things do tend to go by the way side. EL truly did believe or made her self believe that I always knew where SL was. Calls through the years reinforced that. EL called me to tell me that she wanted to know what to do with the engagement presents that were in the home. Called again to ask SL to pick up personal things. Called again to ask me to tell SL to come and get her china as she wanted her to have it not brothers GF. EL visited my mother too.
It got harder as the years passed to keep telling EL that I did not know where SL was. Even harder for me to keep talking to EL. I visited on occasion but the visits got fewer and farther between. I drove by one day and saw brother on crutches in yard and then pulled over to find out why. Motorcycle accident and then visited for a while. I returned to my home feeling sad and empty as I lost a great friend and an extension of what would have been a frienship so great that we all felt like family. We both came from a small family that was getting smaller and smaller year by year.
bbm: MMQC -Don't know why but I think I understand this It is not a rational thing but perhaps more about safe harbor - that EL couldn't let herself, bring herself to think the alternative. So, better to think her daughter was mad at her, the family, whatever and staying with you or nearby - as you and Sylvia would always do when escaping each others families. In some strange way it was comforting. If that makes sense?
As the years go by, without knowing what happened, where does the broken heart go? Where does it live? To mourn the loss of someone is a definite thing. But, to live with this kind of uncertainty all these years draws upon strength in any human being that is equally uncertain.
In our focus, through your memories, there is the raising of the energy level (the life-force) on Sylvia. In this contemplation, there is the hope for that one piece, clue, thought, remembrance, or witness that may help to find her.
Your willingness and responses to the avalanche of inquiry most definitely calls her spirit to life. (imo) And, there is much to honor, here. --What a great friend you are. --And hopefully in some way, collectively, we can help to honor her, too.