Let me preface this post by saying that I am a native New Yorker and a nearly life long Brooklynite. I am more than willing to trash talk any Massachusetts team that plays against any New York team (especially the Red Sox).
But all that was put aside on Monday afternoon. Before I can use any political, religious or social labels, I am first and foremost, a human being and an American.
I remember 9/11, the chaos and the fear of those days. I remember the seemingly endless funerals, the survivors and families of those killed trying to be brave in the face of unspeakable loss.
My thoughts and prayers are with the survivors and their families. My heart is breaking for the families of the three innocent people killed, especially the young boy whose life was taken far too soon.
There are some in this world who rejoice in the slaughter of innocent Americans. They wish to destroy this great democracy of ours, to dance on the ashes of the freedoms we all hold dear.
America will rally again. We rallied after 9/11, after the hurricanes that destroyed our cities and killed our citizens. America is strong, America is resilient.
For now, we will bow our heads and mourn for our dead. But we will rise again; our strength is our greatest ally.