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Tuesday, June 08th, 2010 | Author: *Alex*

10 o’clock came too quick last night. I half-assed my way through the shower and fell into a heap on the bed next to a peaceful Ariana. She was laying on her back, arms and legs sprawled out, looking rather comfy in her deep sleep. From where I was laying, I could see and hear each breath she took and each time she exhaled. It was rhythmic and soothing.

A loud slamming door, which sounded like an old beat up truck, startled me awake. I hadn’t realized that I had even drifted off, but the sudden slam from outside my opened window put me into a temporary state of panic.  The engine, very loud, was started and soon drove off.

When I finally realized that I was in bed, in my home, and that the kids and Justin were there and safe, I began to ponder the reason for my panic. What had I been dreaming about?

While I don’t believe I was dreaming, something was most definitely on my mind.  One little person who has filled my heart and thoughts for the past 4 days.  That person is Kyron Horman.

First reported missing on Friday, June 4th, Kyron’s whereabouts remain a mystery.  He vanished from his school in the Portland area on 6/4, and since that evening, 22 agencies (both local and national) have been searching for him.

1,200 tips have come in, and authorities are following up on each and every one of them in hopes they will lead to Kyron’s safe return.  So far, however, it has not.

This is a parent’s worst nightmare.  To be at the bus stop, waiting for your child to get off to tell you about their day, and when they don’t?  My state of panic after being woken last night does not compare to the state of panic his parent’s must be in.

The purpose of this post is simply I need to do something. I need to help.  As a mother, the need to get his name out there, his face out there, comes natural.  I would want anyone and everyone to do the same for me if it were my child.  While I know the chance of my readers seeing or knowing something is slim to none, it’s still worth it to spread the word.

At this time, an Amber Alert has not been issued in the dissapearance of Kyron Horman (his disappearance has not been classified as a kidnapping, nor are there any details of a car that may or may not have kidnapped him), but his story is still getting recognition all over the U.S. With coverage on both ABC News and CBS News.  Someone, somewhere, has to know something.

If you know something or have seen anything, please call the tip line: (503) 261-2847

Want to keep up with the story?  Our own NW Newschannel 8, among other news stations, are keeping us up to date as much as they can.

My heart breaks for this little boy’s family. Last night, as I slept, unsettling dreams of Kyron mixed in with my own children’s dissapearances plagued me.  Not only has this story hit close to home on a geographical level, but on an emotional level as well.  No one can imagine what it must be like to lose a child, much less to actually go through it.

I hope that Kyron is found, safe, and returned to his family. As we round out day 5, one can only hope.

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Wednesday, February 10th, 2010 | Author: jakamommy
There are many things in my life that I am proud of. Proud that I have the ability and mental capacity to raise two children: an infant and a toddler. Proud that I have a steady job that pays well (even if I don’t always love it). Proud that there is a roof over my head, clothes on mine and my children’s backs and food in our tummies.

I am also proud of where I live.

I was born in Portland, Oregon.

I was raised in Portland, Oregon.

My mom was born and raised in Portland, Oregon.

Oregon is my home. My place. Oregon is me. I am Oregon.
I am an Oregonian.
Growing up, I loved all the trees and the smell of freshly cut grass and birds chirping in the spring. To be honest, I have taken for granted all of those things. All my life I figured that this was normal for the entire world, when it clearly is not. Not all of the cities in the world have as many trees as we do. There isn’t always grass to cut.
As my children grow and learn, I want them to appreciate the finer things this state has to offer. Beach trips are frequent, and while the water isn’t as warm as Cali or Florida, the sweet simplicity of the waves crashing are enough to appreciate.
We have hippies and tree huggers and more bicycles then you can imagine. In fact, I think with all the new laws that have been put into effect over the years, bicyclists have more rights on the road than cars do.
Downtown is gorgeous, from a distance.  Some say downtown in general is beauty, but there is so much sadness walking down the streets, seeing those with no homes huddled under the stoops of buildings for warmth.  I, personally, don’t frequent downtown for that reason.

No state is perfect. Oregon has her fair share of flaws. There are too many people without homes, and too many addicted to drugs. Oregon has an epidemic meth problem, with epidemic consequences. The highways haven’t been expanded since I can remember, but the growth of Oregon is far beyond my stretch of mind. Soon, we may be faced with the same traffic problems like that of Los Angeles, Ca. (ok that may be a far-fetched statement, but you get the picture).
Despite all of the flaws, Oregon is amazing. No other word, really. This is my state, and I love it!
(Not to mention in Oregon people pump your gas for you and there is no sales tax!)