9/11

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On 9/11 I had no idea what to say publicly. I hurt inside for those that still hurt. Especially for the ones I know personally. It's a difficult day for so many. I lit a candle for them in my living room. I wish I could tell them I was thinking of them that day.

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Stephanie said…
The world changed forever that day...
Sunday, September 13, 2009
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