Sean Sidi has been considered a missing person by the police ever since his parents reported on May 21st that he left home to visit a teacher near Golden Gate Park but never came home and did not call with his whereabouts. This alone was unusual for Sean who was always in close touch with family regarding his location.
It is important to remember that Sean is more than a missing person. He is a loving son and brother, a social teen who delighted in his friendships. He was the five-year old entrepreneur who recycled balls from the tennis club and sold them up he hill at the dog-park as playthings for the pooches out on a romp.
Several months ago he suffered a three-story fall to the ground that crushed his skull and left him in a coma. When he woke after two days from this coma, his first words were, “I want my mother.” Of course, she was there, with her husband, the two of them watching over their boy for the days he was in the hospital under close medical surveillance following the miraculous surgery at San Francisco General Hospital that saved his life. Surgery successful, but the struggle is far from over even after ensuing surgeries and the placement of a man-made skull. He tiptoed past death, but is still in danger and needs to be guarded against any jolt to his system. Sean is not just missing. He is lost.
Given the brain injury he suffered, he may not know where he is or who he is. He may be malnourished. He may be wandering, frightened, dispirited, not knowing where to begin to ask for help and not knowing his phone number. From Sean’s vantage point, his mother, father and sister are the ones missing. He may not know where he belongs, but his parents, his sister and friends do. He belongs with them. And, we may be able to help.
When Sean went out for a walk to visit his teacher, he was a well cared-for, trim, dark haired boy with braces on his teeth and wearing a grey and black hooded jacket. Chances are the hooded jacket and braces will be the only outward trace of the boy who, on Mother’s Day of this year, just days before his disappearance, gave his mother a hand made card filled with the love and gratitude he has for her.
Let us say the name “Sean” out loud to every boy who may fit his description. Even a shot in the dark may hit the right target and trigger a memory. Take a look at Sean’s website for the facts you need to know, send him messages to his Facebook page, and if you find Sean, do not leave him alone. Get him to a hospital so that he can get help and get home.
Listen to his mother talk about her beautiful son, his still-fragile medical condition and her aching to have her boy safe and home once again.
From me to you with hope and love in the air,
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