How inadequate our language to express the feelings of so many people. That one individual's destruction could create such a tidal wave that touches us all.
I sit here at this computer, struggling to find some thought, some expression within me. Instead nothing comes. I carry a vigil candle around in my heart. Waiting. Waiting. Waiting.
Can the death of a nine year old girl, who was proud to be born on 9-11 as a sign of hope among the events of that dark day, teach us all something?
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