The last few years, I’ve commemorated this earth shattering event with posts ¬†imploring people to remember it and explaining why it matters.

It still does.

Somehow, though, this year feels different. In years past, it felt like a day of mourning, sadness, and continued fear. This year, it feels like the passing of time is allowing me to turn to the stories of the good, the healing, and the love that poured out all over the place in the time after the events.

America may not be wiser, if our current political climate is any indication. It may, however, be stronger in some of it’s broken places.

I know I am.

image source: Firehouse (links to a great story. Check it out.)

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