For the 7th year in a row I visted the World Trade Center site on the anniversary of the September 11th attacks. It’s always a mix of emotions, deep sorrow, rage, disgust at those exploiting it, and tremendous gratitude that I am still here.
In the years since my daughter (and now son) have been born, the events of that day have felt both infinitely more tragic and yet somehow redeemed by the existence of these two specific little wonders.
As a man much wiser than myself said “I guess that's the way the whole durned human comedy keeps perpetuatin' itself.”