I wrote this post last year on the seventh anniversary of the horrible day we now refer to as 9/11:
Remembering
Ever since that day, when the anniversary would dawn crisp, sunny, with blue skies so deep and clear, the memories come rushing back, still raw as if the wounds have reopened and I'm living those moments all over again.
It's cloudy, cool and rainy today. For that, I'm grateful. Maybe the wounds will start to heal.
Friday, September 11, 2009
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2 comments:
thank you - any time there is a blue sky day this time in september i flash back.
I completely agree. I was going to school in NY and my roommates brother in law was a NYC firefighter and I still get emotional thinking of sitting with her waiting to here if he has made it (he did but most of his friends didn't) It is always hard but those crisp clear days are harder
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