when tragedy strikes

Some days, Reader, it's hard for me to see anything but the tragedy in life. Now, if you've been following me for any amount of time, you might know I tend to walk on the sunny side of the street.☀️ But today feels cloudy, no matter what the weather. First, I'm reflecting on the September 11, 2001 attacks, 24 years ago but still recent in my memories and those of others I know. That includes a friend whose longtime companion was a fire department official onsite --he died earlier this year of...