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MIA

Cindy Maddera

Michael and I were watching The Greatest Beer Run on Saturday evening and early in the movie, the main character gets word that his best friend has been reported MIA. Michael said “That has got to be the worst. I mean what you and your family have done if J was MIA?” He didn’t know. He didn’t realize what that question would and could do to me. But he asked it and the words were out and I sort of just collapsed in on myself. I mean, he realized his mistake immediately and started back peddling and apologizing. There are so many things that he just couldn’t know about any of it. He doesn’t know that I still, after all these years, have dreams where J is alive and I can assure you that this is a collective dream shared with my family. Sometimes in those dreams, J never left and sometimes he just shows up after being gone for a number of years.

None of them are reality.

If I could have expressed myself in words in that moment, I would have said that a MIA report would have turned hope into an albatross that wouldn’t just dangle around our necks, but dangle and twist to choke us. There would be no moving forward or backwards. My family would be stuck, trapped inside a ball of questions lined with unimaginable layers of hope. We would never be able to come to terms with all the meanings in the words missing in action and this would shatter and fragment us even more than we already are. There would be those of us who would give up hoping and would just wish for a finding of remains. There are those of us who would never stop believing that J was alive somewhere out there in the desert. And we would tear each other to pieces over our different beliefs and hopes.

A notice of missing in action would be worse than death.

That was the answer I eventually squeaked out around my tears.

I have received some horrific news that I cannot currently discuss (or will probably ever discuss here). Just know that the weeks ahead are going to be difficult for many and confusing and weird. It is particularly a week for being mindful of our words and the questions we ask. It is a week for softness and empathy. It is a week for comforting each other.

Speak softly with kind words.