Stopping.

One stops. Two stops. Then all stop. Silence. Stillness. Collective memory.

Existence.

Meaning.

Loss.

Tragedy.

Survival.

Rebirth.

Convergence.

Commemmoration.

How can a nation disappear and re appear?

How can a nation collectively recall a singular moment. Encapsulated in one word. Years of horror. Generations of pain. The resilience to get back.

The will to resurrect itself.

It takes the counting of tears. Millions of events in a whirlwind, lost, remembered, transcribed. And redeemed.

It took a moment just to stop.