A day of pain and memory.
A day not all that uncommon, unfortunately.
A day that is not even solely our own.
Sometimes, the best consolation is sharing not only grief, but awareness - of how many others there are out there in the world, with whom we have more in common than we knew.
The work by Ken Loach embedded below has been around awhile. But I stumbled on it again today, and felt it worth a short diary post...