Nine years ago, I lay in bed... mostly asleep, but slowly gaining consciousness. My stereo was set to turn on at 6am to gently wake me up to my favourite radio station. Through my sleepy hazy, I vaguely heard...
"I don't know what is happening...."
"Are they filming a movie or something?"
"... plane flying too low?"
"Wait. What? A second plane has hit a building. A second plane!"
That's how I remembered that morning. I can't recall how I got to work. But once there, I sat at my desk, listening to the radio, tears streaming down my face. The office was in shock and silence. The city was still. The world was on pause...
Nine years later, I am still overwhelmed with grief on this day. Not because I knew someone personally who had perished on that tragic day... but because our humanity binds us together. This is not "your" loss, it is "our" loss. This was someone's son/daughter... husband/wife/lover... father/mother... friend. Friend. I am grieving today for the friends that I never knew.... for the ones that I'll never meet.
Rest in Peace.
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