Posts Tagged: 9/11

Patriot Day.

Sitting down on the curb yesterday, Oldest Kidlet (now a fourth grader) looked over at me. “Tomorrow’s Patriot Day, Mom. I need to wear red, white or blue.” He paused. “Because it’s 9/11,” he explained, though he knew I knew. He wasn’t around when it happened. But he knows. Probably more than most kids his

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Patriot Day.

I know that this is probably not going to be a popular post. Tomorrow is 9/11, which is being celebrated as Patriot Day. I remember the day vividly. I remember the lives lost that day, as well as those whose lives were lost in the wars that followed. I’m not comfortable with it being celebrated

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Sunday. 9.11

Sunday was the 10th Anniversary of 9/11. Because it is impossible to forget, I didn’t want to spend my time watching specials produced to keep the wounds fresh. I know, it makes me sound callous. But honestly, I can still see what happened a decade ago. I remember how uncertain I felt, and the way

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9/11. Thoughts from a mother, nine years later.

Never forget. I see that everywhere, and it makes me sad. If you were older than a child on 9/11, I doubt that it’s possible to forget what happened. The shock, the feeling of helplessness and numbness that followed. The fog of grief that clouded our lives for so long. On this day, and all

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