I have never been more proud to call Las Vegas home than this two weeks. I guess I wasn’t sure what to expect from us in a time like this. I like to think we are a great town, with great people, but I’m biased because I have never really known anything else. I now truly know how much spirit there is and how strong we are.
In the last two weeks, we have cried together, hugged together, cheered together. We have given each other blood, food (lots of food), therapy, time to rest and time to get back to normal. We have realized how stupid some of the things we focused on really are, and we know much more about what is important.
When we went through and survived the Great Recession, I always told people – and still do – that those with the longest memory will be the ones to succeed in the long run. Meaning we shouldn’t forget what factors led to us hurting so much in the recession. I think this event will be like that too; but not for the lessons learned from an attack. We will need to handle that for sure. But more important for the health of our community is to remember what it is like to support each other. To care for each other. To respect one another. To realize we are each an indelible and irreplaceable link in this community’s chain.
It is taking all of us to get through this together. If we can get through this together, think what other amazing things we can do together.
I have never been more proud to call Las Vegas home than this two weeks. But the best part is that I’m confident this won’t be the last time I say that about my hometown. Thank you Las Vegas, for giving a born and raised kid renewed faith in all of us, and great hope for the future.