September 11

It's hard to know what to write on 9/11. So I'll just start this entry with... I remember. I'll always remember. 

And the goofballs who I call my children who didn't yet walk the earth back then (and who wrote this amusing repartee via chat this evening) will remember through me and through the adults around them who share about what they were doing and how it felt to watch it happen.

So for them and for the privilege of passing down stories --even ones that are hard to tell-- to the next generation, I am grateful.