Grieving someone lost who may or may not be gone?
Kindly, if you don't have something constructive to say, please skip this post.
My baby half sister who isn't Jewish is in the wind, and last I knew, was deep into meth and is very probably dead. It's been many years since anyone's heard from her, and I think I held out hope for a long time that she'd somehow find her way back, but I feel like when I ask myself honestly, I know that the truth is that won't happen.
How can we mourn when we can't know, and when there is no yahrzeit we'll ever know?