So, ten years ago today, I was lucky. I mean, in the space of a few hours, I lost my home, everything I owned, both sentimental and material, my job, my very place of employment...good friends to other cities, and two relatives to death.
But I'm still lucky.
I'm grateful for the friends I still do have, that the city is even better in some ways than it was before, but most importantly that my parents are still here. I just hope ten years later I can say the same.
