A fire truck was in front of me when I was driving to yoga this morning, on this overcast and rainy Sunday. The American flag flying above looked like it a prayer of sorts. … After 21 years, it’s hard to think of something new to write about September 11, 2001. So I’ll simply leave this image here. I may have no deep words today, but the feelings never leave, even after 21 years. 🇺🇸💛
