But what I remember most that day was feeling very, very, alone. Something about 9-11 moved me in a way I can't explain, and my reaction to it surprised even me.
I wrote. Almost everyday for a year I wrote about 9-11, my reactions, and the reactions of those around me.
And I read. I read the newspaper, and I cut out the pictures, headlines and articles. Some were positive reactions, some were negative, but I tried to collect a range of them. And I thought today I'd share some of what I collected.