All is Calm, All is Bright

Ten years ago today was almost the most tragic day of my life.  It was a Friday morning and I was at a local post office contract station that also housed a small gift shop.  I stood in line for the post office with my 1-year old son and 3-year old daughter.  We waited in line long enough that the kids started to get impatient (that could have been 30 seconds at their age.)  While we waited my son transitioned between a wobbly stand beside me and wanting to be held.  My daughter went between standing by my side and wandering around the store looking at the various items on display.  I kept my spot in line waiting to take care of whatever postal transaction I needed to that day.   The next events seemed to happen in slow motion.  I don’t remember what was said but someone to my right yelled out to warn others in the store.  I turned to look to my right when suddenly a car exploded through a window on the south side of the building, not far...