In the Bleak Midwinter

February 10, 2008 § 2 Comments

This winter has gotten a little wearing for all the usual dreary, gray reasons. It snows nearly every day— with little total accumulation— and the sky is always heavy, iron gray. I don’t mind the snow, though; every fall still seems miraculous after so many brown winters, it’s just that I never feel I have the excuse to play in it, nor the proper attire. And with every snowfall, the chances of a happy outcome were dampened.

The body of Karissa Boudreau has washed up on the shores of the LaHave River, just downstream from where she disappeared. No official confirmation yet, but the body is described as an adolescent female caucasian, and there’s only one missing. I do hope it’s not someone no one was looking for. The body was buried in snowdrifts, and the RCMP were out all night carefully preserving the snow around the body.

Like everyone else, I’m so sorry for the family; and I’m sorry for the employees at the Irvings and SaveEasys who will have to take down their posters and fliers. I’m sorry for all of us who searched the faces of girls along the side of the road, and watched the waters of the LaHave with dread, and hoped a little less each day.


§ 2 Responses to In the Bleak Midwinter

  • Nancy Bond says:

    This sad news was the first thing I saw on BT this morning. I’m heartbroken for the family — I honestly don’t know how you move through something like this. I wish them all strength and some measure of peace.

  • june says:

    I am Karissa aunt and just to let you know something… there has been NO COMFIRMATION OF WHO THE BODY IS !!!!!!!!

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