I didn’t think today would affect me, but even hearing recordings of what went down a year had me weeping. I don’t think I even cried WHILE the emergency happened, or in the immediate aftermath, or even days later. Steeliness? Shock? Selfcentredness? I don’t know.
Will definitely have a peek at Parliament and the War Memorial on my ride in today. Sure, it is literally almost the least I can do, but there’s not much else TO do, is there? Remembering, be thankful, be sad, get on with things? Probably.