I want to thank those who have taken the time and energy to remember and write about everyone who was lost. I have been touched, and I know so many others have as well.
I, like many others, did not know anyone that was lost on 9/11. But I feel the pain of their loss regardless.
There is a song by Brian Litrell that I feel portrays what I, and so many others who may not have directly lost someone, feel. It says "it", so much better than I ever could.
Gone without goodbye
by Brian Littrell
Have you seen my son? Not too tall, five-eight
She held up a color copy photograph from his wedding day
This is his pregnant wife Carrying his last dream
He walked down 46 floors before he felt the rush
The rush of gasoline
I can feel the pain
Looking in their eyes
But I don't know gone without goodbye
If I could reach the sky I'd bring him right back to your arms
Though I haven't seen your son
He's forever in my life
Have you seen my little girl?
She's got curly black hair
She took this raggedy anne doll everywhere
Last I saw her over there
Then I heard a choir of screams
And a speeding van
I watched his tears pour down
A father's last attempt at being a rational man
I can feel the pain
Look into his eyes
But I don't know gone without goodbye
If I could reach the sky
I'd bring her right back to your arms
Though I haven't seen your girl
She's forever in my life
Have you seen my faith?
It can run and it can hide J
esus, mend this breaking heart of mine
It keeps our love alive
I can feel the pain
Look into my eyes
But I don't know gone without goodbye
If I could reach the sky
I'd try to turn the world around
So that we could see the face
And forever stay alive
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