A horrendous event shook our country to it's very core 9 years ago yesterday.
All the adrenaline, fervor, unity and everything it took to make it through was at it's peak on that day, or perhaps peaking a few months after, and with each passing day, the memory fades and pales in comparison to the shockingly sharp and painful blow we felt that day.
And now it's the day after. The day after 9 years ago.
Elementary school students now know about the event only from hearing about it from their teachers and parents and by reading about it in textbooks. 8 year old children and younger were born after.
The day after reveals who we really are, after the knee-jerk reaction is replaced by business as usual.
The day after the wedding, the birth, the funeral, the spiritual rebirth, the opening of a new company.
Everything that comes after the event is what defines the people we truly want to be.
And what have we done with our day after?
For it is still the day after, and it is never too late to be the people we really want to be.
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