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What did Jessica do. She ran. Jessica proceeded to get in a car, her, and the baby Ali with some of these so called “friends” on a path driving south to California. Not exactly sure why she did that other than she did not want to be in Monroe any longer. She never told anyone where she was going, but just disappeared. We were all very worried. I guess as the story goes, they got down from Washington into Northern California on the coast somewhere where the engine on their sedan blew up and they were stuck. Somehow, they got in touch with Auntie Debbie and Uncle Ernie, Cheryl’s older sister. Somehow Ernie and Debbie got their car and went to pick up Jessica and Ali. I am sure it was not a pretty sight, but she was safe and unharmed from her desperate trek out of Monroe and away from all the recent past. Not much at this point is noteworthy other than Ernie and Debbie and their daughter Amanda cared for the baby as well as for Jessica. She was with family. That was the good part. She would have to in her own way, sort out all the rest in the coming days, weeks, months. and years. I was very disappointed that she left but more hurt that she could not trust me with her restlessness. I could tell, in the aftermath of Ali’s birth that she was feeling like she was wearing roller skates trying to skate on ice. She was alone and her mom was in heaven. I was dealing with my own stuff in the aftermath of Cheryl’s passing. I was on roller skates trying to skate and navigate on ice the same way she was. I think the biggest disappointment in my heart was that she never told me she had to leave, never telling me where she was, and that she was safe. It really wore on me…I had to put her in the hands of Almighty God who knew exactly where she was all the time. He never stopped taking his eyes off her. Not for a second. She probably believed I would try to stop her from leaving. I probably would have. I wanted her, like I wanted all my children to succeed and flourish in whatever made them happy and helped them flourish. Jessica always did it her way and this time in her young life she would again do it “her way”.
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