Today is the anniversary of 9-11 and the President has designated it a national day of recognition and service. A day to be NICE.
What I remember the most from that awful day and the weeks after is how this tragedy brought people together. People seemed to really go out of their way to be kind and be of service in whatever way they could. People tread delicately. Being more kind, patient, tender in their interactions than I'd ever seen. Everyone wanted to help.
I was moved as I watched the search and rescue dog teams sniff through the piles of debris, looking for survivors. I sent money to their organization. I gave blood. I attended fundraisers. I prayed. Everyone I knew was doing something--mostly on a small, personal scale, but some on a large scale. It opened my eyes to the beauty that can exist in the midst of horror.
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