My sister, Rosemary Day has been missing since May. She lives in the Jacksonville, Florida. She could be anywhere since she does have a car. I've included links to several pages with more information. Please pass the word on.
Help Find Rosemary Day Facebook page
Florida's Missing Persons Site
I was raised with Jenn and Shawn when my pop married my mom and they had them. My natural father, Gerry married and had three children. Rosemary was his youngest. I knew about the other three while growing up. No plans to meet them or know them. I knew from an early age that could be a volatile situation.
A couple of years ago, I was doing work on Ancestry.com. I was completing information on my family including Gerry's side. With the help of Ancestry and Google and a few other sites, I found out a bit of information. I MySpaced what I found and Rosemary Day came up in the search. When I opened up her page, I started crying. Sitting on the screen was a young lady that looked similar to me.
My entire life I wished I looked like someone. Jenn and Shawn could trace their histories in the faces of my pop's family each and every time we visited Wisconsin. Family reunions were full of chatter on who looked like who...except for me. I looked like noone. I don't even look like Jenn and Shawn.
Suddenly, in one day, the rest of my history unfolded. A whole side of my universe that I thought was missing reappeared in the face of a young woman. A beautiful young woman with a beautiful name. I hesitated to contact her but my daughter urged me. I was scared of the rejection. I had been rejected my whole life by everyone who shouldn't reject me.
When she responded to my message with acceptance and excitement, I was overjoyed. And from that moment, we connected over so many things. We've endured some pain, she more than I, because of our friendship.
Now she is missing. I fear the worst. The longer she is missing, the worst seems the most viable; and I don't want this. No one does. To find a bond after years of pain was a relief. I can't explain how much she means to me. My family worries about her. They know how much she means to me. They love her in a way that I hope she gets to feel in person.
Rosemary, please be ok. Please go home.
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