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Archive for October, 2008

Halloween ‘08

• October 31, 2008 • 4 Comments

Posted in Life, child loss, children, death, family, grief, learning, mothering, mystery, parenting, writing
Tags: Carla Brown, child loss, David Tegnell, death, Emmitt Owen Riley, grief, Halloween, Lea Kelley, Linda Siniard, Los Angeles, Malibu, missing persons, mystery, Nat Riley, Owen Riley, photography, Pink's Hot Dogs, Santa Monica

The Owl, Journey, Re-entry

• October 21, 2008 • 3 Comments

Posted in Life, child loss, children, death, family, grief, learning, mothering, mystery, parenting, writing
Tags: birds, child loss, grief, death, Emmitt Owen Riley, Owen Riley, Linda Siniard, David Tegnell, Lea Kelley, mystery, Nat Riley, missing persons, Michael Riley, owl, Little River Band, Night Owl, journey, re-entry, travels, birth

Home

• October 15, 2008 • 6 Comments

Posted in Life, child loss, children, death, family, grief, learning, mothering, mystery, parenting, writing
Tags: bird nests, birds, child loss, David Tegnell, death, eagle, Emmitt Owen Riley, grief, hawk, John Denver, Lea Kelley, Linda Siniard, missing persons, Nat Riley, Owen Riley, Petaluma River, raven, The Eagle and The Hawk

A blustery afternoon

• October 9, 2008 • 3 Comments

Posted in Life, child loss, children, death, family, grief, learning, mothering, mystery, parenting, writing
Tags: Autumn, Catch the Wind, child loss, David Tegnell, death, Donovan, Emmitt Owen Riley, family, friends, grief, Halloween, Lea Kelley, Linda Siniard, missing persons, mystery, Nat Riley, Owen Riley

Cues

• October 8, 2008 • Leave a Comment

Posted in Life, child loss, children, death, family, grief, learning, mothering, mystery, parenting, writing
Tags: child loss, cues, David Tegnell, Emmitt Owen Riley, family, friends, grief, Lea Kelley, Linda Siniard, missing persons, music, mystery, Nat Riley, Owen Riley, Seal, waiting, Waiting for You

Avenue

• October 6, 2008 • 2 Comments

Posted in Life, child loss, children, death, family, grief, learning, mothering, mystery, parenting, writing
Tags: Alan Parsons Project, Ammonia Project, bats, child loss, David Tegnell, death, Emmitt Owen Riley, family, friends, grief, Lea Kelley, Linda Siniard, missing persons, Nat Riley, ocean, Owen Riley, Petaluma River, smelling salts

The Thin Veils of Autumn

• October 3, 2008 • 4 Comments

Posted in Halloween, Life, blogging, brothers, child loss, children, dance, death, family, food, friends, grief, holidays, learning, missing persons, mothering, music, mystery, parenting, plants, writing
Tags: Alice Cooper, Autumn, Barak Obama, David Tegnell, Elected, Emmitt Owen Riley, ethers, Halloween, Joe Biden, John McCain, Lea Kelley, Linda Siniard, Nat Riley, Owen Riley, Petaluma, polls, presidential debates, presidential elections, Sarah Palin, thin veil, vice presidential debates, vote

More ways to say hi

• October 1, 2008 • 1 Comment

Posted in Life, child loss, children, death, family, grief, learning, mothering, mystery, parenting, writing
Tags: child loss, David Tegnell, death, Emmitt Owen Riley, family, friends, grief, Linda Siniard, missing persons, Nat Riley, Owen Riley, Snow Patrol, Somewhere a Clock is Ticking, Stranger than Fiction

Cell phones got nuthin’ on…

• October 1, 2008 • Leave a Comment

Posted in Life, blogging, child loss, children, death, family, friends, grief, learning, missing persons, mothering, music, mystery, parenting, writing
Tags: child loss, David Tegnell, death, Emmitt Owen Riley, family, friends, grief, Lea Kelley, Linda Siniard, missing person, music, mystery, Nat Riley, Owen Riley, Red Hot Chili Peppers, Under the Bridge

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Reading the page below entitled, "Mystery O. Riley" will give you some background, and if you find our mystery something you'd like to follow, please come back often. Losing our 20-year-old son isn't the way it's supposed to be, as we always hear people say. But, for some of us, it is the way it is. And, there's nothing to do, but find a path on this unthinkable road, through an unimaginable forest of grief, and in our case...an unforgiveable river of mystery.

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