Another work week, come and gone.
I have been thinking the past few weeks that the summer is flying by and that means that the end of the year started on September 11, 2001 is not far off. Does that seem possible? On the one hand, like all huge life-events, it seems large and looming and very near. On the other hand, it seems like it must have happened a forever ago.
How is it possible that it’s almost a year ago already? Is it really possible that almost a year ago I was heading up to Brant Lake to calm my head and thoughts and came home to a changed world where the airport was closed and grief was newly defined?