Amazing, emotions still so near the surface, for all of us. We’re approaching two years since the event that changed us forever. It’s not there all the time anymore, but if there was any doubt it lurks underneath, that was dispelled last night. It’s still so easy to cry, to feel that charged shock, anger and frustration that anyone could do this. Hearing his stories of his part in the aftermath, seeing his tears as he related them, how could I not empathize? So much suffering for nothing, in the name of God. Who believes that any god wants this?