Finding things: An ode to Amanda Berry


It has happened to all of us.  We all have lost something that’s precious to us.  It is another human experience shared across the globe.  Whether the object of our affection went missing, was misplaced, or was taken by Death.

In dealing with grief we all have gone through the stages of dealing with this loss, and ironically the stages seems to be the same whether it’s an object or a person.  Denial, Anger, Bargaining, Depression, Acceptance.

What is a lesser known reality is the feeling of finding something.  This incredible experience is only reserved for a feeble few, but has to be one the most gratifying moments in life.  That unbelievable moment when you realise that something you thought loss forever, suddenly appears in the most unexpected places, like a pocket or under a bed.

I once lost a chain, given to me by the wife in celebration of an anniversary,  whilst trravelling in Malawi.  First I didn’t believe it to be lost, searched frantically for more than an hour.  Then I became extremely pissed off with myself for not fixing the broken bracket that probably caused it to fell off.  And so my mind waddled through the mud of loss.  What I didn’t know, at the time, was that this chain did fall off, but it landed in my suitcase.  (Must have done something right, for karma was kind to me)  I only discovered the chain whilst unpacking upon my return home.

I remembered looking at the little chain lying glistening in the bottom of the suitcase, in total disbelief, thinking that my mind was finally lost.  I grabbed it eagerly to ensure that it wasn’t a mirage.  And then I started to jump with joy, quite literally, like a gymnast, up and up and up.  It was such an elated moment, finding a stupid little chain…

Now imagine my total disbelief upon hearing the miraculous story of Amanda Berry, Gena Dejesus and Michele Knight.  Found after more than a decade!!  Thought to be dead.  And hearing the story, the only thing I could think of was how high their parents must be jumping today.

It remains one of the most inspirational GOOD news stories I have EVER heard, and God knows mankind needs them desperately.  Stories of survival, of conquering situations, of giving hope.  It connected with the deepest parts of my soul.  It made me say a prayer of thanks, on behalf of those affected families.  To find your kid after 10 years must be the most unexplainable feeling of excitement, joy and disbelief to ever happen to any human being on the planet.

I praise you girls, now woman, for staying strong, for believing, for enduring unspeakable acts, but for being alive, never giving up and proving that the human spirit is absolutely frigging amazing.

I was saddened to hear that Amanda’s mom has passed away some years back, but I know that wherever she may find herself this week, she too will be jumping.  Non-stop.

PS – Read a great informative article about the story here.


2 thoughts on “Finding things: An ode to Amanda Berry

  1. My kids and I downloaded the big picture to view. My 10 year old daugther cracked up when she saw the boy in the green shirt sticking out his tongue. She laughed and looked at me and said, “Every now and then boys can actually look cute!”


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