“This can’t be real!”
I re-read the letter on my computer screen. I read it again. The hair prickled on the back of my neck.
Earlier in the day I received a call from my brother, Kim, who lives in Reno. He said, “Hey, Sis, I have this letter from England sitting on my desk. I’ve had it for a few days and I don’t know what to make of it. I didn’t open it at first, because I thought it might be from someone I didn’t want to make contact with. But it’s from a stranger. It says some guy in England is looking for Mom. I think it’s a hoax. Do you think I should just throw it away?”
Knowing my brother Kim, who is quite the lady’s man and a world traveler, I could see how he might believe he was being contacted by a “friend,” but since the letter said it was Mom they were looking for, I wanted to know more. I asked him to scan the letter and email it to me. I wanted to read it before he tossed it into the trash.
We hung up the phone, and while waiting for Kim’s email to arrive, I walked out on the deck of my home and took a deep breath. We have a beautiful view and I am often drawn to the outdoors in all kinds of weather. It was a crisp January day. The sky was blue, and beautiful Mount Hood a very brilliant white contrast. The trees, some green and some leafless, swayed slightly in the cool breeze. I shivered as I gazed down at the memorial garden I had planted for my mother shortly after she passed away. The Golden Chain tree planted in her memory was brown and lifeless. Nothing was growing in the garden this time of year. I pondered about my brother’s phone call. I shivered again as I sent thoughts to Mom in heaven asking her who could be looking for her now? Was it some long lost relative? An old friend?
This story is continued in the book, Lost Family: FOUND!
