I’m not going to tell you mine.
I will say I spent 10 years of my life trying to make sure it didn’t happen again. There was a physical and emotional toll. I walked away on my own terms. I believed in the work. People don’t understand a lot of what happens and the why behind the measures it takes to keep the public safe. I’m past the belief that they need to be relieved of their ignorance. If you don’t know why all that was important. If you have the freedom to whine and act ignorant when someone is trying to protect you maybe we all did our job.
I will say I mourn the fact that in less than 20 years we have forgotten who we were when that happened. Everybody says “Never Forget” but we have forgotten. There are times when we stood up in unity. Now the threat is real and even bigger than what happened on that day and we fuss, fight, destroy and kill each other (while trolls stand on the sidelines and egg us on) and well, shame on us all.
I still believe there is more good in the world than bad. It’s just so quiet, quiet like the skies were after I shut off the tv and went outside on an otherwise beautiful day. That gorgeous and awful day.
I will say that helping make the world a better place is a million small and loving acts, including understanding when people do ugly stupid things that most people don’t, that most people are trying to get it right. Sometimes there are choices to do things that don’t sit well with you which further the good in the world. It’s not glamorous. It doesn’t make you win the short term argument with dullards. It’s just necessary. If you put your shoulder to that task, more people than you know understand what it cost you.