well, I would have to say that I realized just how vulnerable we are, that we can be hurt. But I also realized that how strong we are and that we do reach out and help...perfect strangers helping perfect strangers. That we as Americans do persevere. It's a dichotomy...vulnerable and strong.
I look over my shoulder now. It's made me appreciate what I have and who I have in my life and to not take for granted that these things and people will always be there. I say I love you more. when I see a random plane overhead, I wonder.