September 7, 2009
The first two weeks of September have taken on a new flavor in the last few years, one that There's the memory of Labor Day weekends at DragonCon, filled with magical wonderment. Himself has a birthday, continuing the lovefest, and then right around the next corner is the 11th. Every year there's memorial coverage, and every year the distinction between those who were here and those were not grows larger. The city didn't stay sunk in grimness that held us the first few months but each year it is mired in memorials. I want to move forward, not look back.