It's incredible that 2 events happened in 9/11. At 4 years old ,when my father died, I lost my 2 front teeth. I thought it was special and I wanted to show him. But as it turned out, he wasn't going to see them. He wasn't going to come home. Ever. He died and I still cry when I think about him. He still is alive though. He lives in my family's hearts. And even though we can't see him we remember him and I know that he won't be forgotten. But look on the bright side, he's in a whole lot better place than here. He parties everyday. And while we live here , he lives in heaven and in our hearts. He isn't alone either. Other people r still in shock because they lost loved ones, but they are all in a better place and that's what counts. I luv u dad and i miss u a whole lot more than anyone else could.