A cloud of Angels

Who does not remember exactly where they were on 9/11 when they heard 
about the attacks on the Twin Towers in New York City and the Pentagon in Washington?

Who does not remember the stories of the heroism aboard the aborted flight which crashed in a field in Pennsylvania?

Who does not remember the cloudless blue skies that morning?

Who does not remember the numbness, confusion and disbelief as events unfolded that day and in the days that followed?

The quiet skies as all flights were cancelled….
The look on the president's face as he was given the news while reading to schoolchildren…
The "secure location" into which he disappeared….
The heroism of firefighters…
The stories of survival and of death…
Ground Zero…
The outpouring of patriotism…
The cowboy president and his vigilante war…

As I backed out of the garage early this morning, I was greeted by this extraordinary sky, almost like a cloud of angels gathered to remind me not ever to forget….