That is amazing. I watch UM now and remember many of them from when they first were shown. I am still on the edge of my seat waiting for the word, UPDATE, as I pray for closure for the families.
My best friend was murdered. If someone took an ax and hacked me apart, with parts of my body gone, hunks of flesh torn off, that is what it still feels like 15 years later. The murder of someone close to you, family or friends, is a pain that never goes away, never gets better. You just develop a numbness to the crushed soul, the gaping hole in your heart that never lessens.
GOSH, am so very sorry. :(