I live very close to the new World Trade Center and the 9/11 Memorial. I pass by it pretty much every single day yet I've never gone to the site itself because I just wasn't strong enough to go in there, open wounds, and experience the feeling and energy of the place. Last week I decided that it was time to see it with my own eyes. I think the Memorial looks extraordinary and I felt proud to see the development and how much has been done there. The waterfalls and the names and the reflection were extremely overwhelming. I didn't stay long but after I left I started to imagine a day when I'd be able to take my kids there to see it and maybe play in the park and some day, when they're old enough, to tell them their dad's story of what he experienced that morning, what we both dealt with in the days, weeks and months that followed, and about my dear friend.