The third day Jodi was missing we had planned to have another couple over for dinner. I went ahead with the plans thinking it would be a welcomed distraction. However, I am confident that I was not a good hostess that evening.
All day I called my father for updates feeling helpless that I was so far away. All day I received the same update. Nothing had changed.
Throughout the day I remembered Jodi. I thought about when we moved into the house next door to Jodi and her family. She was about 1 years old and one of the cutest babies I think I have ever seen (her niece is a mirror image). Cindy (Jodi’s mom) had come outside to introduce herself as we moved in. Cindy was an at-home day care provider at the time. As Cindy stood talking with us Jodi crawled out as well to be quickly grabbed by her older brother, Jason.
It was becoming apparent that memories could be all we would have left of Jodi, but as simple as they are they were all were great and accented with a smile that showed care for everyone.
Later that day law enforcement began asking people to look in their out buildings “for anything.” Kansas had a few extremely cold nights and I hoped that she had found shelter in a building and was waiting for someone to find her. That was not the case.
Jodi was probably about ten or eleven when her dad, Brian and my own father decided to joke with her older sister, Jennifer’s high school boyfriend who was coming for a date. Jodi laughed about the joke, but quickly added, “I hope they don’t do that to my dates!” She dated the same boy all thru high school though. She was still dating him when she went missing and he planned to propose later that year.
No additional news on Jodi came throughout the day. My mind raced with locations that she could be waiting for help. As if I could solve this from more than 600 miles away better than the law enforcement.
Some good news did come from the Sanderholm family that day. Jennifer (Jodi’s older sister) delivered a healthy baby girl, Emma. What should have been a time the Sanderholm family and Jodi celebrated was overcast with the uncertainty and worry for Jodi.
Every day we read, listen or watch stories similar to Jodi’s. It may not be stalking every time. It may not end as horribly. But the victim was always someone’s daughter/son, brother/sister, uncle/aunt, niece/nephew, friend or babysitter. The details you hear on the news merely scratch the surface. Help protect these people! Everyone has a choice. Do nothing while continuing to shake your head and say too bad every night or call your legislator and ask for change in the current anti-stalking laws!
“All that is necessary for evil to succeed is that good men do nothing.” ~ Edmund Burke