Amazing that it's been six years already. I'm taking a moment to remember that day six years ago, and all that means and meant.
I am also consciously taking the time to remember just how fortunate I am. My family, my friends. People that I've known and lost. People I have yet to meet. It's an amazing ride, and I think that I don't often stop to consider how all of these things - good/bad/happy/sad (real/imagined - lol) have brought me where I am today. The place I'm at now is a good one, and for that I'm grateful too.
And today, I remember the horror and tragedy that happened to us all six years ago - some more directly than others, but irrevokably to all of us as a nation. The end of our innocence really. No more invincibility or "that doesn't happen _here_". We have tried to grow up since then...I wonder how far we have come along that road...
Think. Breathe. Remember. Peace.
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