Brenda Gail Lambert: 33 Years of Silence, 33 Years of Love

From the Project:

It’s been 33 years since Brenda Gail Lambert disappeared, but for those who love her, the ache of that day never fades. Time has moved on, but questions remain, and so does love. Today, on this heartbreaking anniversary, Brenda’s sister shares her voice and her memories, offering a glimpse into the pain of not knowing, the strength it takes to keep going, and the unbreakable bond between sisters. Brenda’s story matters. Her life matters. And we will continue to speak her name.

From the place where grief and love meet: a sister remembers:

So many only know Brenda as the missing mother from Bluewell. No one really had a chance to actually know her very well. She was only 22 when she disappeared without a trace. Her daughter was turning 6 in October of 1992, so she spent those very young years caring for her. Yes, she was a teenage Mother like so many, but she was a good one. I watched her fix her baby girls hair quite often, put a lot of thought into what she dressed her in, all the things Mothers of daughters do. I wanted to let everyone get a glimpse into who she was. Put her personality out there because it was indeed a big one.

I can describe her best as being the life of the party. She was the fun one, the prankster, the one initiating water and pillow fights. You didn't want to accept food from her just out of the blue....you could rest assured there would be some very hot sauce on it or maybe a drink loaded with salt. Yet, she was fiesty. She didn't allow people to just walk all over her and I think that her size fooled people. She was very tiny. The smallest of us all. She was also the only one born with that beautiful black hair like our Mother.

My time with Brenda included trips to Mercer Mall, playing badminton at Pinnacle Rock, she loved the hot dogs from Lynn's drive in and Burger Kings whoppers with an insane amount of pickles. A creme twirl was not safe around her either....

She played this game at red lights....we had to get out and run around the car once at each one. Monopoly was her favorite game, we played so much that I still hate it lol We would set and play games like Final Fight and I remember her playing Super Mario 2 a lot.

Brenda loved Seals and her favorite pet was a dog. Though the dogs just stayed irritated with her, because nothing was exempt from Brenda's playfulness and mischievous ways. Lol Christmas was her favorite holiday, she loved white Christmas trees and Jingle bell rock was her favorite Christmas song. She loved The Kentucky Headhunters and many times we dressed up as Wayne and Garth headbanging to Bohemian Rhapsody driving along 52. She had this Michael Jackson doll back in the 80s that no one could touch but her because she was absolutely in love with him.

This is just a small peek into who Brenda was. She was and still is a great loss. Every single day I think about what life would be and would've been like with her. Everywhere I go and everything I do, she's with me. She was taken so young. Only 22. She wasn't given the chance to cry for her daughters first day of school that she was so excited about. She wasn't given the chance to help dress her daughter for her first dance, she wasn't given the chance to hold one of her Grandbabies, not even once.

That's it for now, but there is so much more of who Brenda was.