I didn’t set out to pass by One World Trade Center today.
Today was the first September 11th I’ve spent in New York since I moved to California in January 2008. My parents live here now, in Brooklyn. Our time here never overlapped. When I moved here in 1999, none of us would’ve predicted our current geographical spread.
I don’t need help remembering 9/11. I try to stay off the internet this day every year. Today was easier than most years, since I was running around New York with my parents. It was also the best version of this day I’ve had in a while.
I took some photos 13 years ago today that have always bothered and haunted me. This photo, for me, was a way to get past those, and I’m extremely thankful for it.