I have been on radio silence recently, due to working a lot and generally being too busy to think. But the last several days my heart has been elsewhere—and if you’re friends with me on Facebook you’ve already seen me post about this.
My friend is missing.
Her name is Becky, and I’ve known her a good portion of my life. No, it’s not an allegory about how I’m missing myself, who I once was, or anything like that. I’m serious.
Her name is Becky Porter (although people in the area knew her previously as Becky Ellsworth and her maiden name was Becky Hufft) and she hasn’t been seen since Sunday evening, 4/17/2011. Her husband, Russell (Rusty) is missing as well.
This has been on my mind since Tuesday, when I first got word of their disappearance. Their car, phones, Becky’s purse are all reportedly at the house. No one has seen them, nor do they know where they went.
And we’re all heartsick.
This happens on TV. In the movies. To other people in faraway places. Not back home where the towns are small and everyone knows everyone else.
And as more time passes, the more I worry that things won’t turn out as we hope. Many of her friends and family are church-goers and they are posting on her wall about their prayers and faith that everything will turn out all right. While I struggle to remain positive and have faith that there will be a good outcome. But in the back of my mind, the reality of the statistics in cases like this flow through my brain. My cynicism shows and I wonder what they’ll say if there’s not an outcome they were praying for. How will their faith handle it? Maybe better than mine. Maybe their faith is already handling it better than mine. Maybe I just watch too many cop/csi/law/crime shows.
In the mean time, it is eerily similar to another case almost 20 years ago where three women in Springfield (Mo.) disappeared without a trace (I wrote about that once but lost the post in one of my content moves). I hope it’s not the same. And I wonder what in the world could have caused anyone to want to harm (or even just scare) such a nice, smalltown girl.
And if it can happen to her, how easily can it happen to any one of us?
Please, please pray for their safe return. In spite of my skepticism. In spite of my fears. Please pray. It’s all we have right now.
Update: Rusty’s and Becky’s bodies were found in a very remote part of Taney County toward the end of July. I am so sad to hear this news, but at least their families can finally stop worrying. We hope the authorities find out who did this and why.