Mostly, this week has been pretty amazing. One of my favorite craft sites asked if they could do a feature on some of my projects, I got to see a photo of my owl Duck Tape, 1000 people liked my Facebook page (which I didn't notice until just now) those are the big highlights. A lot of little things. Michael and I discussed cultivating mushrooms this summer and we had a lovely night out looking at stars and kissing like teenagers while parked out at Beluga Point.
It's been mostly just wonderful, except for one great big thing hanging over it all. One of my oldest and dearest friends is missing.
So, I have a favor to ask of you. If you can send a good thought or prayer, that would be wonderful. It would also be great if you could share his missing poster on FB if you live in the Northwest American states or if you have friends who live in Alaska or live in Alaska yourself.
You can find it here.
I met Sam when he was about 14, and I was about 18. That kind of age difference as a teenager can prevent a friendship, but we connected. Deeply and strongly. Sometimes I have to concentrate really hard to remember we aren't still both kids still when we are together. But we aren't, and he's become this amazing man. He's an engineering student who wants to build things like wildlife bridges to help animals and people occupy the same space. At least, some of the time he wants to do that, he also thinks teaching would be a good thing too, and actively works as a tutor helping lots of Alaskan students with math and engineering. He's really good at explaining things in a different way so that people can grasp fundamentals, and he loves seeing them get enthused over having the tools to create their dreams.
He's interested in everything, philosophy, science, math, he reads science fiction and fantasy and we recommend books and music to each other. He's a big fan of Marian Call who is also one of my favorite artists.
But the thing that makes Sam really special is more subtle than all that. It's the fact that he's not halfway about anything. If you're his friend, he shows that kind of interest in your life, he makes people feel like they matter. Or at least has always done that for me. When my best friend died, he was one of the people who really helped me through the initial grief.
He is listed on national registries as missing, and there is a case open with the Anchorage Police Department as well. It's been over a month since anyone has seen him.