Time

How is it possible to move forward from this place in time? I don't even know this place.........this must be the "limbo" that I have always heard about.

I need to touch, hear, see, smell you. I need the world to know that you ARE real. I need God to answer my prayer. It is impossible to move from this spot without these simple, but difficult request be fulfilled.

A large part of me is lost, there is a gaping hole. I fear what I will become if I never find this dearly loved part of myself. Though it is a thought that I try to never allow to enter my mind, now and then, it is there.........................................wonder if you never come back to me? How will life be forever without you?

How does this happen? How were we picked to become a statistic? How can others live with themselves holding secrets, keeping silent while our family crys and begs for mercy, for answers, for the truth? My children matter, my children are real, they existed, they vanished..... no one must ever forget that, ever.................................

How will I move forward with time?...............................................I don't, time stopped on March 25, 2004