There is a pain that is hard to put into words.

There is an expectation that offers no closure.

There are doors that are looked at every day, hoping that the dearest person will soon return.

Behind every missing person is someone. A name. A family. A life that goes on in waiting.

War leaves wounds that can't be seen, but hurt every day. Families of the missing live between anxiety, uncertainty, and hope. And for them, one thing matters — not to stay silent, not to forget, not to stop searching.

Today we bow our heads to the pain of all those who wait.

We remember those who are still being searched for.

We support those who don’t lose hope.

We remember everyone. We look for everyone. We wait for everyone.

Because behind every missing person is a whole world that keeps waiting.