Where then, nine eleven?

So, today is September 11th. What with all the fresh tragedy, it seems nobody is remembering past tragedy. Is it just me, or has this anniversary crept up on us? Sure, four years isn’t anything to celebrate (black humor intended), but it just seems… so sad. Not that we might be forgetting 9/11, but that we have so much else on our plate.

I find, on this day, I can only wish that we had more hope than we do. But I do not trust our elected leaders, I do not trust our enemies, I trust Nature only so far as she can throw me… I can hope, though, that when the fifth anniversary of this day rolls around, that I have found more to trust, more for my son to grow up hoping for.

That’s all. Hug your loved ones. Peace.