Still, 15 years later, I feel like a failure as a media person for not being able to better articulate the ramifications of the September 11, 2001 terror attacks on our nation, our community, our psyches. On me. Is it possible to know the all-encompassing effects?

What I remember most is feeling so shocked that I didn't know what to do with myself, besides watch the coverage non-stop and clean. I cleaned my house from top to bottom which, in retrospect, seemed like the only thing over which I had control.

My heart still aches for those who lost loved ones and for the survivors of the attacks who deal with scars both physical and emotional. I can't even begin to wrap my brain around the daily affect on their lives. And I am grateful every day for those who dedicate their lives to protecting us in our communities and around the world, to those who run into burning buildings to save people.

Saw this today on Facebook, which I believe does a fine job of illustrating how this life is so precarious.