Who am I to say anything about the tenth anniversary of 9 11?
Watching the tributes, hearing and reading about the stories I am in awe of humanity.
That there is within people a line to survive and to help, and a line that is to destruct and prove something without care for others. It frightens me that we expect to share the same planet.
With any death, it is both absurd and calming that life continues. That children are born, that seeds are bought to grow and people say I do with hearts full of hope and love.
Personally, this year, I am understanding more about peace. Inner, world, quiet, pudding, prize or movement.
I want it all.
Anyone who has been effected with a loss because of 9 11 - my love and respect reaches to you.
Nothing makes any sense apart from that.
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