Strange how September 11 will never be just another block on the calendar.
Life goes on; but the memory remains . . .
In that, there’s really but one wish for the days ahead: freedom. Wherever the weekend may find us, I pray we’re free to breathe clean, fresh air; I pray we’re safe (and we feel safe); I pray our walls ring with laughter, and our arms encircle those we love. I pray we are free to enjoy life’s simple pleasures.
Then, as an act of gratitude, may we do what we can to ensure others might have the same.