One can not be living and not be aware that this weekend marks the anniversary of 9/11. A tragic event that has changed our country and the way many of us live our lives. I did not know any one who died on 9/11. I knew people who got their airline flights cancelled, that was the biggest inconvenience. My family was lucky. Our country has been at war ever since. I have developed a general sense of fear and unease, especially in crowded spaces, big cities and watching airplanes in the skies. It is not enough to deter me from doing things but leaves me with a question in my mind. I dislike this suspicious feeling but have not come up with a solution for it. I wonder about those who suffered real losses and how they cope. My heart goes out to them. I think about the people who fight the wars for us. Maybe I think too much. I just know that I am thankful to live in a country that provides me with the rights and safety I do have. Because even if I have fear I know it is less than many and that I have more than most.