I took this photos last year when we visited NYC at Thanksgiving.
One thing I remember thinking, standing there by those square gaps in the ground where towers once rose, is that the buildings weren’t quite so wide as I thought. They were immense and tall, but more slender than we often think. I remember wondering if there was really enough space on so small a bank of granite to engrave all those names. But of course, there must be.
Our country was deeply wounded that day, and I’m not sure how well we’re healing. Sometimes I wonder if we’re healing at all. But making something beautiful out of a scar is a good place to start.
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or it was the day we contracted a national cancer that we have been waiting to metastasis all the while getting indignant and impatient with anyone who asks about our prognosis.
We went there the day after Thanksgiving 2013. (It was COLD out!)
We seem to have learned all the wrong lessons, starting with Fear the Other.