The different accounts from different perspectives moved me, made me want to do something more. I decided to drive to Tempe Town Lake and visit Healing Field.
Most flags had a name attached and their story, one of the flags I read was for a woman named Suzanne Geraty she was 30, the age I am now. Sadly because the sun was so bright I could not see that the picture was cut off when I took it.
Thankfully I was able to get the info from the New York Times...
Suzanne Geraty: The Kiss Monster
Published: September 21, 2001
Her four nephews christened Suzanne Geraty the Kiss Monster for obvious reasons: when she wasn't chasing them around the park, she was smooching them. Or tickling them. ''She was the best aunt,'' said her sister, Erin Durkin. But Suzanne, 30, had numerous outlets for her playful nature. She always scooped up any extra concert tickets at the Cantor Fitzgerald office, where she worked in system support, and regretted missing Madonna at the Garden. She couldn't hold a tune, but she danced with abandon. She loved dining out and drinking red wine, and she was a devoted shopper for accessories: she filled her closet with shoes, hats, pocketbooks. Her collection of potions and lotions was encyclopedic.
I am glad I went and got to read about a few of the many people who lost their life. I am also glad because although I didn't speak to anyone, I felt connected to those there also mourning. While walking by a family with two young children I heard the son telling his father about Moaning Myrtle from Harry Potter. It was nice to find a reason to smile and in the words of Albus Dumbledore "Happiness can be found even in the darkest of times if one only remembers to turn on the light."