that seven years ago on a beautiful, clear day the world changed. Not every one's world changed to the same degree... for some it was probably the most terrible day ever imagined... but the world changed.
You can't have that many souls set free on a single day and not have it affect the universe.
Seven years and a lot of the pain and horror has faded for me, mainly because I didn't lose anyone too close; my mom's neighbor, the ex of another neighbor, and the close friend of a friend. People I knew by name and had met, but no one very close. I ran into a newer acquaintance out here on the Rock last week... she had lost her brother that day. And while she spoke of moving on and not attending any of the ceremonies, and how she and her family will remember him by doing something "fun" that he would have liked, I could see in her face that the pain of that day will never leave her. It was like looking into a dark tunnel.
So today, I'm thinking of Meggie, who lost her brother seven years ago today... and I hope that she's somewhere doing something fun with her family.