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Many miles, a few smiles, a whole lotta love…

• May 26, 2009 • 8 Comments

Posted in Life, astronomy, beauty, brothers, child loss, children, death, family, friends, grief, learning, missing persons, mothering, music, mystery, parenting, sleep, writing
Tags: Alan Parsons Project, Big Dipper, child loss, David Tegnell, death, Emmitt Owen Riley, grief, Linda Siniard, missing children, missing persons, music, Nat Riley, The Kinks

Looking back, and forward

• May 15, 2009 • 4 Comments

Posted in Life, beauty, blogging, brothers, child loss, children, death, family, friends, grief, learning, missing persons, mothering, music, mystery, parenting, writing
Tags: beauty, brothers, child loss, David Tegnell, death, Emmitt Owen Riley, grief, Lea Kelley, Linda Siniard, missing persons, music, mysterious deaths, Nat Riley, Owen Riley, Petaluma, Petaluma River, Rolling Stones, Sympathy for the Devil, timelessness

No, really

• May 6, 2009 • 1 Comment

Posted in Life, beauty, brothers, child loss, children, death, family, grief, learning, missing persons, mothering, music, mystery, parenting, writing
Tags: Alanis Morissette, child loss, Citizen of the Planet, Dave Tegnell, death, Emmitt Owen Riley, grieving, Lea Kelley, Linda Siniard, missing persons, music, mysterious deaths, Nat Riley, Owen Riley, Petaluma River

Reunion

• May 6, 2009 • 4 Comments

Posted in Life, beauty, blogging, brothers, child loss, children, death, dreams, family, grief, learning, missing persons, mothering, music, mystery, parenting, poetry, writing
Tags: brothers, child loss, David Tegnell, death, Emmitt Owen Riley, Linda Siniard, missing persons, mysterious deaths, Nat Riley, Owen Riley, parenting

Welcome to a blog I never wanted to write…

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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