I wonder if it’s been long enough. I feel bad for the family members that have to troop out once again for this annual ceremony where they have to endure the endless reading of names, anonymizing their loved ones in a flawed attempt to call them out. Losing someone to tragedy and terrorism is bad enough, loosing them to the public good must be maddening. Grief never comes on a set schedule and yet each there they must be there, expressing their love, their grief, while the world steals yet another piece of their lives in order to promote some other agenda be it radical Islam or the American way.
My thoughts are to the families, and their losses far beyond the Loved ones taken in the towers.
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I would believe only in a God that knows how to Dance.
Friedrich Nietzsche
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