God! How I hate writing this entry....
It's been a week as of last night that you have gone missing and I can't believe you disappeared into mid air! You have always been my problem child but you were always loved, and you knew it. 15 yrs 4 months 11 days, and all but the 1st 8 weeks of your life... you were my Lil Em. Now you've left me guessing if you're someone else's Emma or if you have left us to join your sister, Baby, at the bridge. We've been through a lot together and I thank you for being there for me, this is not how it was supposed to end. I still have hope that I will find you, whether the outcome will be good or bad as I will not give up on you...just as I have never given up on you.