On Wednesday, I visited the 9/11 Memorial. Being there felt so sad, so weird, so unable to be put into words. It's so hard to describe the feeling as you stand in front of the waterfalls in the tower footprints. Standing in front of them for the first time took my breath away and gave me goosebumps.
I watched many of those who lost someone make a rubbing of that person's name on a strip of paper using crayons. I think for many, this is so very important. It's the first *thing* that they've been able to hold and take with them, and sort of connect them to what happened that day. It's an entire lifetime of memories of that person etched in letters. Something that they can keep forever.
View the slideshow of all my 9/11 Memorial photos here.