I wrote this on Facebook last night:
I just feel so much…everything…for Paris. And Lebanon. I’m suddenly reeling from intense flashbacks to September 11, 2001 here in New York…the chaos, the incomprehensible scale of the tragedy, the pain, the fear, the rage, the quiet streets, the dirty air, and later the sounds of bagpipes on Fifth Avenue at all of those police and firefighter funerals, so many funerals, and then the horrors unleashed by my government in the aftermath. All I can do is send out my love and solidarity for everyone in the midst of these tragedies, and hope for healing and recovery and wisdom. #brokenhearted
Even so many years later, the old wounds can suddenly feel fresh.