I received a call from the North Bay Police asking me to come in and give my DNA so that my sister can finally have a profile created in the missing persons database — to be run against unidentified remains and any remains found in the future. Nobody prepares you for this or for these lived experiences. My anxiety has been bad. I’ve had to lean heavily into self-care just to regulate myself. Never, in a million years, did I imagine that 22 years later I would be giving DNA for my sister. It’s de