It’s raining today.

Heavy, wind-blown curtains of rain snarl traffic, run ankle deep in the parking lot, and deliver a good soaking no matter how large an umbrella one carries.

Despite the cliche, I can’t help thinking the sky weeps for the atrocities carried out on 9/11/2001. The inauspicious weather mirrors my mood. It serves as a potent reminder.

Today I remember.

I remember those who died, and those who died fighting — saving and attempting to save those lives.

I honor those who continue to fight, and thank you for all that you do.