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Just this…

• September 29, 2007 • 4 Comments

Posted in child loss, children, death, family, friends, grief, learning, Life, mothering, music, mystery, parenting, poetry, writing
Tags: always though I'd see you again, child loss, Emmitt Owen Riley, Fire and Rain, grief, James Taylor, Linda Siniard, Nat Riley, Owen Riley, seeing you again

I don’t know how you were diverted…

• September 28, 2007 • 1 Comment

Posted in art, child loss, children, death, family, friends, grief, learning, Life, mothering, music, mystery, parenting, poetry, theater, writing
Tags: autopsies, child loss, coroner's reports, David Tegnell, death, deer, drowning, Emmitt Owen Riley, George Harrison, grief, laughter, Lea Kelley, Linda Siniard, My Sweet Lord, Nat Riley, Owen Riley, signs, symbols, tenderness, While My Guitar Gentle Weeps, youth

Family Album, Starz and Rex Smith

• September 28, 2007 • 8 Comments

Posted in child loss, children, death, family, grief, mothering, music, mystery, parenting, writing
Tags: child loss, David Tegnell, Emmitt Owen Riley, Emmitt Siniard, grief, Jerry Riopelle, Linda Siniard, Michael Lee Smith, music, mysterious death, Nat Riley, Owen Riley, Rex Smith, Starz

A Full Moon, and Nothing Else Matters

• September 27, 2007 • 3 Comments

Posted in art, astrology, astronomy, child loss, children, death, family, friends, grief, learning, Life, mothering, music, mystery, numerology, parenting, poetry, writing
Tags: diamonds, full moon, love, Metallica, metaphor, miracles, mystics, Nothing Else Matters, questions, social acceptance, The Who, truth, youth

And echoed in the wells of silence…

• September 25, 2007 • 4 Comments

Posted in child loss, children, death, family, friends, grief, learning, Life, mothering, music, mystery, parenting, poetry, writing
Tags: darkness, dreams, echo, hearing, light, listening, night, prophets, raindrops, silence, Simon & Garfunkel, sleeping, Sound of Silence, speaking, visions, voices, warning, whisper

Voices sprinkled with emotion

• September 24, 2007 • 2 Comments

Posted in child loss, children, death, family, friends, grief, learning, Life, mothering, music, mystery, parenting, poetry, work, writing
Tags: birds, child loss, hope, hopelessness, kids, Nirvana, psychology, voices, work

Pop, Michael, and Old Man

• September 23, 2007 • 1 Comment

Posted in child loss, children, death, family, friends, grief, learning, Life, mothering, music, mystery, parenting, poetry, writing
Tags: child loss, David Tegnell, death, Emmitt Owen Riley, grief, guitar, Lea Kelley, Linda Siniard, loss, Michael Riley, missing persons, music, mystery, Nat Riley, Neil Young, Old Man, Owen Riley

Long day’s journey into the Beatles

• September 23, 2007 • 3 Comments

Posted in child loss, children, death, family, grief, learning, Life, mothering, music, mystery, numerology, parenting, writing
Tags: And I Love Her, Beatles, Celtic Music, child loss, David Tegnell, Emmitt Owen Riley, grief, Linda Siniard, Lunasa, missing persons, Molly's Revenge, music, mysterious death, Nat Riley, Owen Riley

Stand by Me, last day of summer

• September 21, 2007 • 7 Comments

Posted in astronomy, child loss, children, death, family, friends, grief, learning, Life, literature, mothering, music, mystery, parenting, writing
Tags: coming of age, movies, River Phoenix, Rob Reiner, Stand by Me, Stephen King, Wil Wheaton

The Classics

• September 20, 2007 • 2 Comments

Posted in art, child loss, children, death, family, food, grief, learning, Life, literature, mothering, music, mystery, parenting, poetry, writing
Tags: Blues Brothers, child loss, David Tegnell, Emmitt Owen Riley, grief, Linda Siniard, missing persons, music, mystery, Nat Riley, Owen Riley, Petaluma

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Reading the page below entitled, "Mystery O. Riley" will give you some background, and if you find our mystery something you'd like to follow, please come back often. Losing our 20-year-old son isn't the way it's supposed to be, as we always hear people say. But, for some of us, it is the way it is. And, there's nothing to do, but find a path on this unthinkable road, through an unimaginable forest of grief, and in our case...an unforgiveable river of mystery.

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