I thought BlueLancer nailed it then.
Again, I have been overwhelmed by this day. One would think it would ease with time, but like President John Kennedy’s assassination back in ‘63, I recall it and the poignancy of the moment with utmost clarity.
The hurt in my heart will never leave, and maybe that’s a good thing. At least I won’t take my country for granted.
Life is fleeting. And we are always gone too soon.