This is a post from ten years ago. That fall we were spending a month in New York City. This fall I am at home. In the past ten years, a lot has happened to both me and the country.
What is very surprising to me is that we are still involved in both Afghanistan and Iraq. We also have a president who has no clue how to run foreign policy. I fervently hope Trump will be a one-term President and then we can try to undo all the harm he has done.
My sympathy goes out to all who suffered a loss on that terrible day. May all of their memories be for a blessing.
September 11, 8 Years Later
Today is the eighth anniversary of the terrible events of September 11 2001. This is a particularly poignant day because we are in New York. Eight years ago, I had been in New York the day before, September 10, and woke up, at home. on the morning of the 11th to hear my husband’s voice on the answering machine, ” I don’t know if you have heard what happened in New York but my parents are okay.” As everyone knows, September 11 2001 was a picture perfect New York fall day and the 10th was as well. I felt very steeped in my New York roots because I had spent the evening of the 9th reading about the pending city elections while I waited for my friend who I was visiting to come home.
Today, September 11, 2009, is not a beautiful day. The weather is very bad, with high winds and heavy downpours. Because of these bad conditions, we have been unable to attend any commemorative event. Many of them were outdoors.
Despite that, since 2001, I have felt that this day should not be like every other day. Apparently President Obama and Congress agree with me. In March the federal government designated September 11th as a National Day of Service and Remembrance. I really hope that this takes root and becomes how people commemorate September 11th in future years.
My thoughts are with all the people who suffered a loss on that fateful day and it is my sincerest wish that nothing like that will ever happen to any person or country again.