Even though my grandmother has been missing for 5 years it still doesn't seem real sometimes. The day she went missing was definitely the worst day of my life. That day plays over and over again in my head and blocks any of the good memories we had when she was still here. That year was so difficult, my life just fell apart all at once. I never let myself grieve properly, because I thought I needed to be strong for my family. I've hid my sorrow, sadness, grief, anger, and despair for so long… Continue