That many blogs today will comment on 9/11. September 11th indeed has impacted my life and I have yet to ever meet anyone that is not affected by that date. Will time heal this wound? I found myself avoiding the news and even avoiding the service this morning that is going as I write.
Curently I have the television on and the service is quiet and respectful. Name after name is being read. Each person that is reading the name appears to have the privilige of being able to say a couple of words about one of the names they read. It is very touching and moving.
I was watching Regis and Kathy Lee when the first plane struck. It was first reported that it was a small plane, but it became quite apparant it was a much larger plane. I cannot remember the details, but I do know that the ABC broadcast was interupted because their tower was knocked out when the second plane struck.
I ran to my parents home, telling a few about what I had seen and heard....we were all numb. I remember people running to the schools to pick up their children. There had been no precedent set for this situation. Local schools were over run with parents wanting to keep their families safe. The sky had fallen and everyone was trying to do the best that they could with these alien circumstances.
Looking back a lot happened that day. A bonding of people that I will never forget. I have my own heroes that held it together that day. Heroes that were able to plan quickly and assemble people to handle the hurt and grief.
Time will tell and every year the hurt may dissipate. However the hurt will never go away. It is like cutting the distance in half between yourself and a wall. No matter how many time you cut the distance in half, you will never reach your goal.
Peace and Love