So tomorrow is September 11th. It feels like it was yesterday, seriously. I distinctly remember what I was doing that day — and I think that’s true of everybody I’ve talked to. Where you were and what you were doing when you found out that the Trade Center Towers had been hit will always be with you. I was still asleep when Rob called me and told me to turn on the television. I was in total shock. I don’t think I budged the entire day. I was angry because I felt helpless and I was sad because of all the unnecessary lives lost and the families who mourn them. I wanted to find out who could do this, how many planes were involved, how the rescue missions were going, and if there was any reason to believe that there were more targets. And now, a year later, I still find myself strangely drawn to the tragedy– I don’t know anyone personally who was directly affected but I guess being an American is enough of a connection to warrant my feelings.