This morning I reread my first blog post on this anniversary, from back in 2004, and for a moment 9/11/2001 seemed like it had just happened. But just for a moment. All of the memories of events since then crushed that moment with the weight of the world. Too many memories, good and bad. Too many woulda, coulda, shouldas.
Before I get into that though, the Project 2996 list of memorials is still online and the links to my two contributions are in the upper left corner of the page. As I do every year, and not just on this day, I remember those murdered that morning. And like I always do, I say an extra prayer for those who faced sudden horror in the tops of those towers and the brave firefighters who died trying to save them.
I also remember and say a special prayer for those who have given so much since then. Men and women who have given life or limb, so many who have given their precious loved ones.
And that gets me back to the coulda/shouldas. Today is not the day to get into that, but we owe the men and women still laying it on the line, and ourselves, an honest discussion about the last 11 years and what we are doing now. We owe it, but I don't think we are capable of delivering it. Like I said though, another day.