The memorial service today was touching. I couldn't really see more than the top of President Bush's head (actually, I had a perfect view of the sign language lady). I am happy to know that so many people came here for the memorial - Congressional delegates, astronauts, former astronauts, ambassadors.

Really, the whole ceremony was exactly the way it should be. At the end, they flew the missing man formation. The missing man formation gets me everytime. Its so beautiful and simple. That alone would be the perfect memorial, the rest is all fluff for me personally, though I know others appreciated it. If they had flown it first, I would have probably cried the entire ceremony.

As you can imagine, things here are busy. To all those curious and caring friends and family who have e-mailed me in the past few days, I wish I had more time to write you all back and tell you everything that's going on and how it impacts me and how I'm feeling. Call me sometime and we can talk. Well, I guess you have been calling, I promise I will call back when I emerge from the dungeons of work.

I'm going home now.