Yesterday was sad for sure. But what made it even sadder, for me at least, was to watch the video of 9/11 ten years ago and see the absolute horror of that day juxtaposed against the scores of people willing to do anything to help. Correction: people weren't just willing to help, they wanted to even if it meant risking their own personal safety. It came from their hearts. It came from their spirits. It came from their souls.  I worked on Wall Street at the time.  The love in the air was as palpable as the pain. No one was concerned about him or herself. What everyone cared about was the suffering and/or well-being of their fellow man.

And now here we are ten years later on the anniversary of the most devastating event of our lifetime, taking the day to remember and vowing to never forget. But what about the other 364 days of the year? The truth is, people forget.  We go through the days, weeks and months between September 11th's mostly seeing the worst, not the best.  Just look at the state of our country.  It's not good.  So, if we really want to honor those lost, those who have endured unimaginable pain and those who continue to put themselves in harm's way to fight this fight, we need to remember that this fateful day brought out the best in us.  So, if we really want to keep the memory alive, we need to remember who we can be and be it, not just once a year, but every day.  That is, if indeed we plan to never forget.