Finding Blessings In Disguise

Ten years ago I was driving to work when the news of the first plane hitting the World Trade center broke on the radio.  As I looked to my left, I caught a glimpse of a huge American flag blowing in the breeze up against a bright blue, cloudless sky.  The timing of that moment of where I was when I heard the news has always given me chills. The feelings of learning that the attacks were orchestrated by men who wanted to destroy Americans and everything about us because they deem us to be "infidels" were so foreign to me.  As a member of Generation X, I vividly recall what it was like living in fear of the Soviet Union and mutually assured nuclear destruction.   We knew who our enemy was - the Russians.  How do you identify your enemy when their declaration of war is based on a religious belief from an offshoot of the world's largest religion and spans throughout every country in the world?  This event launched an unprecedented situation where the world's ...