Adrift in the web

Aubtitled: A Day of Pain, A Hope of Healing

I cannot write. I can only read, ramble and point to what has touched me. These links are good stuff.

Eight years later, the shock and pain of destruction have become history. This is my generation's "date that will live in infamy," only no one summed up the tragedy in a single phrase as effective as that one. In reading blogs today, I found a wonderful tribute at The Quaker Agitator. It's about the best I've read and far more eloquent than anything I could say.

Wrapped up in the concrete blanket of my depression, my heart still goes out to
Gannet Girl whose family has had an incredible loss. Prayers and love to one my dearest online friends.

Thanks to Theresa, another dear online friend for The Girl Who Trod on A Loaf, parts 1,2 and 3.
My words and thoughts haven't caught up to each other on these entries yet, but they bear reading and deliberating.