Posts Tagged With: 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 age – his interest in skyscrapers led him down a YouTube wormhole he wasn’t quite ready for. He knows statistics, he knows what was destroyed, but it’s hard to get him to really conceive what the loss was like. Or to get him to understand…
Vlog Madness! DL Half Marathon and 9/11 Healing vs Holding On
Wow guys, I realize now that I didn’t post last week’s vlog vid here, so you get two vids on one page. First, TheBoy and I did the Disneyland Half Marathon weekend over Labor Day weekend (he did the Half Marathon, I did the 5k) and so I vlogged about it! Yesterday was 9/11 and I’ve written a lot about it, but had a couple things to say. (Just in case you weren’t in the mood for me to gloss over my feelings, the first minute is actually about TheBoy. So watch it and then stop) If you have ANYTHING…
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 as Patriot Day. I don’t mean this to diminish anyone who risked their lives to try to save people in the towers- or the people who sacrificed their own lives to keep Flight 93 from crashing into the Pentagon. I don’t. It bothers me that…
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 that others reacted… I didn’t need to see it cut to sappy music. So instead of watching specials and services, and trying to explain to my young children just what this was about (I still think they’re a little too young)… TheBoy and I went…
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 the 9/11’s between 2001 and now, I think of a lot, and it isn’t just what happened nine years ago. But it’s a good place to start.