September 11

It is so very hard for me to take my memories and emotions from this day and set them to words. The words have all been said before and by people who can say them more eloquently than I. The emotions, even after 10 years are too raw and tangled for me to be able to do anything with.

We took our time yesterday, time for reflection and grief. We spoke the words that we hold in most every day of the other 364 days of the year. That day. The War. The loss. The pain. The big hole that is left in the skyline and in our hearts.

And then we did what we do every year, we tried to get back to normal because what else can we do?