I spent some time on Sunday watching the coverage of the 9-11 anniversary. It brought back so many images and memories. Prior to that day New York City seemed like another country, but as the tragedy unfolded New Yorkers were my neighbors, my countrymen, my people. I remember being unable to pull myself from the tv, and lamenting “no, no, no, no, no” as first one tower and then the next collapsed. I remember in the days following how eerie it was to look up into the sky and not see one single contrail from an airplane flying overhead. I think we were all in a state of shock at how vulnerable we were as a country. Looking back at the last ten years I felt amazed at the ripple of consequences that event has since unleashed. And how much the world has changed in a decade. I wish that I could say I felt wide open and unafraid today. But the bitter ash of those events feel like they are still coating us today.