Sarasota Speaks

Ok, this is a personal post, rather than an informative post. So please bear with me.I know this story. I’ve been following it from the very first night, when we received an e-mail alert from a local news station. I watched the search. I work very close to where Denise was eventually found, and went through that Friday watching the helicopters fly over and the police everywhere. On Saturday, I saw the police out on horseback, out on boats, out everywhere. So yes, I know how the story ends. And yet, even watching the show tonight, I found myself praying for another outcome, even though I knew it wasn’t coming. I sat here crying, my daughter hugging me, my other daughter calling at every commercial to see how I was doing and tell me what she was thinking.I’ve met Nathan, of course, and the boys, and Denise’s Mom and Dad. Maybe that makes it harder, I don’t know. But my heart remains broken, even 6 months after this happened in my little town. And if I found it hard, how on earth are Nathan, Peggy, Rick and Sue getting through this night?Does it ever get easier? Sometimes I don’t think it does.RIP, Denise. We all love you.