the fear you forget

i was going to mention the day but then it suddenly made me depressed. then i read michelle's blog and realized that no matter how depressed i felt, i needed to acknowledge 9/11.

and just now i am listening to the radio.  it was mentioned that similar to the pain of childbirth, the fear of that day is sort of a pain you forget.  i remember my feelings vividly as i recalled that day. i can remember what i wore, what i ate, exact details of odd things and then i went numb. i can't imagine having lost a loved one that day.
 yesterday i had lunch with a dear friend who lived in new york city at the time of the attacks. we had a short but very deep conversation about the shock the city and the rest of the nation endured that day and the days following. no matter where you were, it had an impact on your life. 

i wanted to keep this short but wanted to add...

God Bless the USA.

Comments

[Kristi S]

This is my TFT today!

[Michelle]

I was talking to my mom and sis yesterday and I didn't even realize today was 9.11. I guess you tend to forget after time, until a reminder pops up. It's definitely a day to count blessings on.

[Robyn]

I does have a big impact on people.

[Karen]

I remember not being able to connect the Pentagon and World Trade Centers to the crash of Flight 93 (which happened just a few miles away). I just couldn't fathom terrorism on American soil, and so close to home. Surely they were unrelated events.