A Moment In Time
When you think about it, September 11th has crept up on us rather quietly this year. Sure, there have been gentle reminders, and an occasional news story, but unlike last year, there hasn’t been much hype. We haven’t heard of increased security measures, as far as we know there are no imminent threats to our safety, and still, we pause to remember the day our lives, our way of life, changed forever.
I started blogging on September 12, 2001. I needed the outlet, and I was fairly confident that no one would ever bother to read what I wrote; therefore, no one but my husband would be privy to my thoughts and feelings. Now, two years later, I am surrounded by others who share their thoughts in the same way. Some of you I have been fortunate enough to meet face-to-face, while others remain steadfast companions connected only by the miracle of information transfer over phone lines. I never imagined that I would find such a strong network of friendship and support when I began this journey on the twelfth of September, and I believe that this is but one example of how lives were touched and changed by horrible events. People began to open up to one another, and neighbors, friends, and family were no longer taked for granted. Pride has been re-instilled in every American, and we proudly fly our flags from our rooftops every day, not just Memorial Day and the 4th of July.
This year, I am choosing to be thankful for the blessings in my life. I will honor the memories of those who lost their lives. I will call my mother and tell her I love her. I will hold my husband close. I’ll give my dogs extra smooches. But most of all, I will remember, along with the millions of others whose hearts have yet to heal.
My two-year blogiversary is in two days, but it is not something I get excited about (last year’s blogiversary went completely unnocticed by me), since it was born out of pain and confusion. What I do celebrate is the community of people by whom I continue to be humbled and awed through their kind thoughts and words. Things will be quiet around our house tomorrow. We probably won’t turn on the television much, and we won’t really be talking. Tomorrow is for reflection on events past, and gratitude for blessings present.
