But that 3/11 was a Friday and so it is today that I had real 'one year on' pangs.
I remembered and re-read my blog from one week on from that 3/11.
And I looked around at the same faces as a year ago. The woman who brought the little boy who was crawling is still bringing him but he's walking now. The woman who brought the little girl who was pre-verbal is now bringing a chatterbox.
We sat through class and had a great laugh as the conversation somehow ended up in the women's health clinic area of chat and then jumped to the nebulous world of online profile pictures and who has the least realistic one.
Just another English conversation class then.
And Meg walked there from school and got saturated as she was walking along with her umbrella upside down using it to catch snow rather than repel it.
And I went and taught another class and we discussed our end of academic year plans as we do every March and have since I started teaching there with Amy in a baby carrier on my back and two year old Meg attempting to destroy the classroom or injure herself or both...
And then we picked up Amy and came home and I started going through all the notices from school and one was the announcement of next year's neighbourhood kid's club leaders.
And one of the names there made me tear up and all my resolve not to cry today deserted me.
The girl student leader this year (we are a very unenlightened area and have a male and female leader each year with gender specific roles) is my neighbour's niece.
The one who evacuated from Fukushima and has been living with them since soon after the earthquake and will be living with them at least for the next four years until she finishes JHS.
When she first arrived there were people worried that she would transition to a new living situation, new prefecture, new school and everything else to boot.
And a year on she's head girl in the neighbourhood.
And that makes me happy and gives me hope and makes me proud of my neighbourhood all at the same time.