monkey, caleb's partner in crime for the past 12 months, has disappeared.
it was a routine trip back from the grandparents. somewhere along the terrain between the proverbial "A" and "B", monkey managed to get left behind. our family "leave no man, or monkey, behind" policy kicked in and we extended an extensive search and rescue program. to date: nada.
hope is desperately fading. memories come flooding back of all the adventures, caleb's insistence for us to pray for him every night and reminder of his inclusion in our family outfit. at first, he was just another amongst the ranks of army of cuddly toys... but he rose to the top, against fierce competition from tiger and naughty monkey.
the atmosphere in the camp is grim. principally from angie and me. i'm currently at step five in the mourning process: anger. i still believe he's out there waiting for us to rescue him...
the dilemma: should we replace him or treat this as a valuable "life lesson" of loss and remembrance?...
whatever the dilemmas, rescue mission planning and constant re-living of the sequence of events and journey to uncover any clues... the truth of the matter is: i miss him.
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