Home is Where the Heart Is

To be honest, I had a completely different post planned for today. But in a whirlwind of early September activity and distractions, I woke up this morning and realized the date with a heavy heart–September 11th. To post what I had initially planned seemed trivial and my heart wasn’t in it. I don’t know about you, but it always seems so strange to do “normal” things today. Since September 11th, 2002, I’ve always felt like I just go through the motions when the calendar rolls to this day. Earlier this week, I spoke with Rachael and a big theme of our talk was centered around the notion of home and for me, home has always been less of a tangible place than it is about the people I love. My heart today is in the resilient city of New York, a place I called home for years and still do, no matter where in the world I am, so long as my family is living there. My heart is with the people with family members who never came home. Here at The Modern Bee, one of the main goals is to share diverse voices. Today, I’m mourning the voices that were lost, the stories that were left untold or whose plot lines so maliciously altered.

No matter where you are, whether or not you are an American, I hope today you are kind to yourself and to others. That today serves as a reminder to live each day to its fullest, to tell the people you love just that and to always get back up when you’ve fallen–to never let evil trump love. Never forget.

-Michaela