Other Memories

When I look back at what was a day of immense personal and national tragedy, what I remember is sitting in a cubicle in Rhode Island "talking" on the computer to my friends across the country. We spent the day together, conferring, consoling and questioning. I remember this connection with friends from all over, and it makes me feel so lucky.  Not just because no one I know was injured or died, but to have such a caring community around me.

It feels a little awkward to bring this up on a day of remembrance for the lost. It in no way makes what happened on 9/11 less horrible, but I feel compelled to remember that even in such a terrible moment, good existed as well.