Saturday, September 10, 2011
Remembering September 11th
I don't know what to say about this 10th anniversary of that terrible day. I don't know how to wrap up all the pain and the grief of all the loved ones that lost their dear ones on that day. I don't know what to say to the families and friends of the men and women lost in Iraq and Afghanistan as a repercussion of that day. Every year we pause and remember, but now, I find it difficult to believe that we have been living with this for 10 years.
There is such a pebble in the water effect from that day. The ripples reach out further every hour. The firemen and policemen and other service workers that became terminally ill after working in the dust of the towers for days haven't been counted. The physically wounded soldiers that come home from foreign lands and the ones that live with PTSD are not counted. The children without a parent and the parents missing their children are still here, after 10 years.
To me the only way to make sense of this is to remember the pride and strength we found in each other. It was written somewhere, that "we were all New Yorkers that day", but it also happened in Pennsylvania and in Washington D.C. We are united and we don't forget. My heart goes out to all those that day touched......and it touched all of us.