…and remember all that were lost on September 11, 2001.
I can close my eyes and see snippets of the day in my head. How blue the sky was that morning. Buckling Offspring3 into the minivan to go the library. Picking up Offspring1 and Offspring2 early from elementary school – so the staff might have a chance to go home, too. No airport traffic overhead (we are on a flight path) for days. Not knowing when my husband would be able to return from his overseas business trip.
Wish for peace.