As the sun finally gained the mountaintop this morning I paused and glanced at the time – it was almost exactly the same moment the first plane hit 21 years ago.
A car sped past me. I wondered if the driver was thinking about the day as I was – or was this just another day?
A passing mention in the prayers of the people, a few flags waving in the morning breeze, a wince of ennui as names are read and a bell rung – yet again – in memory.
I was forever changed – I will never forget.
God Bless America – may we never rest from the call to compassion and courage for our country.
May our light so shine – forever.