I pondered posting today because I don’t really have anything significant to contribute. In my pondering I wondered if a pandemic that has killed so many has somehow diluted the impact of what happened 22 years ago. Perhaps today’s significance is more personal – not that I lost someone 22 years ago – but rather because I can remember exactly where I was when I heard the news down to the very minute.
However, life moves on but it does not mean we forget…not that horrible day 22 years ago or the long slow march of COVID. Rather it means we are living and hopefully fully living each and every day.
So sometimes Monday is for remembering… and living. And perhaps cleaning out my painting space with a sigh of relief that one small brown dog seems to be doing a bit better.
See you all back here on Wednesday!
Oh good news about Sherman!! I too can remember exactly where I was and what I was doing when the news flashed on 9/11/2001 – it seems incredible that 22 years have passed since that horrific day. Hoping you find time to relax with your painting today.
Gosh yes. We call today 11/9/23, so it’s too easy to forget. But I know exactly where I was when I heard the news, thank you for the reminder.
I started my day by giving a speech at our town’s 9/11 memorial service. We will never forget.
I think many people have put 9/11 as just a sentence in a history book.
It was quite personal to us as well. I know exactly where I was and who I was with. I know my nephew was sent to fight an un-winnable war based on lies and misinformation, and forever faces the health consequences.
I know there were others that lost so much more.
May those that lost their lives RIP and may the families left behind find peace of mind somehow.
I think you very much did have something to contribute today. I’m glad you showed up.
Talking about September 11 last night it struck me as strange, almost disorienting, that it’s a ‘history’ topic for my kids–but it was yesterday for me. In actual fact they weren’t born too many years later– in ’04, ’07, ’11. Still.
To be honest, when I was typing up my post this morning, I didn’t even register the date. I can’t believe it’s been 22 years. I’m used to the fact that my daughter wasn’t around when it happened, but someone mentioned in a work meeting last week that all the undergrads on campus likely weren’t born yet. There’s a whole generation who only learn about it in history class, and yet I remember it so clearly and know exactly where I was and remember the horror and confusion of that day and the days that followed. I know I’ll never forget that.
Such great news about Sherman!
Like you, Kat, I have very distinct memories and stories about 9/11. It was such a chilling day! Thank you for your poignant reminder. (And I’m so glad to hear that Sherman is improving!) XO
Sept. 11 was a huge, poignant shared experience for those who were around, and I can’t imagine ever forgetting what the day was like. Just like the Kennedy assassination, I distinctly remember details and feelings.
I am glad that Sherman is doing better!
First, I’m glad Sherman is feeling better. I too can remember exactly where I was and what I was doing 22 years ago. As painful as the day and time following, it is good to remember and bear witness.
Re: 9/11, SARS, swine flu, the pandemic. Sometimes it’s just one damned thing after another