Well, it's been two years since Chrystal's body was found just off the Confederation Trail in Sherwood. She's buried not far away, in the Sherwood cemetery. I read an article in the paper yesterday that left me with the impression that the Charlottetown police aren’t really doing anything to find her killer. The article specifically said that they don’t have anyone working on her case full time. There are definitely people who miss her full time. Besides me, there’s her mother, her father, her brother, her sisters, her boyfriend, and loads of others. We all want to know what happened to her. We want to know who it was that thought they had the right to take her from us. It’s been a hard two years for us. I still wait for the phone to ring and hear her on the other end. When I’m driving through town, sometimes I look to see her driving down the road on her bicycle, then I realize that I’m not going to see her.
I have noticed something, though. When we get together, we don’t talk about her a whole lot. We’ve almost removed her from conversation. She comes up once in a while, but not a whole lot. We’ve kind of got along without her, which is weird. I’m more comfortable with her family now than I was when she was alive. I suppose that move on is all we can really do, but it’s still a little strange. I can still close my eyes and see her, though. I hope that I’ll always be able to do this.
Meghan starts school in the fall. I imagine that Chrystal will be there with her. Meghan probably won’t remember her mom, which is sad. Same with Danny. He was too young to remember her when he gets older.
I guess that’s all I really have to say. I miss Chrystal, and I wish she was still here.
