It came without warning… There was no indication on the abrupt future events, and it had been wonderful weeks in the French Alps, spending time with friends and family. During the last days, none of us could think of the coming work week. Now, while waiting at the airport for check-in, I am slowly returning to my planning mode. When back to New York, there should be enough time to arrange everything. Meetings on Wednesday and Thursday. On Friday, I will have another day off and can visit my friend Jolie Parker. It’s been almost three weeks I haven’t seen her, many things must have happened and there will be a lot of stories to tell. I was just imagining how we would both sit on her little red couch when suddenly there was this BLAST, as if a massive wall was coming towards me. The last thing I remember was the awful sound and heat before everything turned into a white silence.