Thoughts and observations on mental health, technology, social media, photography and more. (Ok, mostly on mental health, but my aspirations are always to add more content on other topics.)
Twenty-five years later, I remember watching the attacks from my home in New York—and the grieving families I met when I volunteered in the days that followed.
Twenty-five years later, I still think about the conference I was supposed to attend at the World Trade Center—and the postcard that changed where I went that morning.