Today, I remember quietly. Ever thankful for those that gave and continue to give their lives for others. Ever sad for the families of blood and profession, broken and shattered. Always proud to part of a nation that can and will pull together in a time of tragedy, anger, hurt and sorrow.

I have so much I would like to say. Something profound to convey my feelings about this day, but I can't seem to get them just right. However, my simple words cannot possibly capture the emotion like the images of the day and the days after.

I will board a plane today and fly into a city whose scars still throb with the sting of that day. I will remember. Will you?