Five years doesn't seem that long, really. Seems like last year. Or this year. Pretty powerful. I'm still fearful about terrorists spewing up from south of the border. Like that resturant. I think I spelled that wrong. I wonder why they haven't thought of that front. Mexico's got our back.

I want to go to the meeting. I should be emailing someone in our group the excel spreadsheet I made today in class. I'll do that in a second.

What will people say at the meeting' Will everyone there have had suffered a lost one in the event' I haven't. I can't relate. No one close to me has ever died. I feel blessed yet cursed at the same time because I want to know what it feels like so I can relate and help. But I can't. I guess that's the way God wants me. Sheltered. Maybe He knows I'll break if something happens to me. I don't doubt Him.

I need to go back to work. I just registered onto this thing and decided to post because no one else has. I haven't really looked either. I just saw this link and clicked on it. So I'm going to go now. Bye.