last night i visited the oklahoma city national memorial for the first time. needless to say, it was quite an experience. when we were looking at moving to oklahoma city, the bombing was the only thing i knew about this place. and even that, i didn't know much about. it happened while i was in high school and 9-11 has since overshadowed the 1995 attack.
what struck me most about the memorial was the thought, care, and intentionality put into each part of this 3 acre outdoor tribute. i don't even want to tell you what i saw or what it symbolized in case you ever get to experience it yourself.
the truth i was reminded of was how vital it is to allow oneself to grieve. there were so many ways the memorial facilitated the grieving process. profound visuals, peaceful sounds, and lots and lots of room to just grieve. to process what happened at that place. not to stay there, but to be changed and walk forward a different person because of what you went through there.