Reflecting On The Day
It has been seven years now since the day that changed everything. Seven years and the world is unquestionably a different place.
Much has happened since the planes hit and the buildings fell. Some of it was for the good, most hasn't. And now we approach an election where we are to decide the course of the next four years.
But today, on 9/11, is not a day to be for Barack Obama or for John McCain. Today is a day to reflect.
I've done my share of this over the years. I've had to. I was down there that day. I didn't get to watch it all on TV -- I watched it right up close, a mere few blocks away. The building I'd worked it rocked and swayed when the second plane hit. I'd managed to make it a block from the Brooklyn Bridge as the first tower fell and only missed being covered by dust and soot by maybe a hundred feet. It was at least a week before I was able to sleep.
I'd written about it all here before. Claudia and I lost friends seven years ago. And America changed.
Today we have soldiers stationed in Afghanistan and in Iraq. We have tensions mounting with Russia. We're in the midst of an energy crisis. We have the makings of a culture war that threatens what we as a nation stand for.
But all of that is for tomorrow.
For today, just today, we should remember those who lost their lives in lower Manhattan, in the Pentagon, and in a field in Pennsylvania. Today we should remember where we were and what we did. And hopefully reflecting will allow us some perspective.
Much has happened since the planes hit and the buildings fell. Some of it was for the good, most hasn't. And now we approach an election where we are to decide the course of the next four years.
But today, on 9/11, is not a day to be for Barack Obama or for John McCain. Today is a day to reflect.
I've done my share of this over the years. I've had to. I was down there that day. I didn't get to watch it all on TV -- I watched it right up close, a mere few blocks away. The building I'd worked it rocked and swayed when the second plane hit. I'd managed to make it a block from the Brooklyn Bridge as the first tower fell and only missed being covered by dust and soot by maybe a hundred feet. It was at least a week before I was able to sleep.
I'd written about it all here before. Claudia and I lost friends seven years ago. And America changed.
Today we have soldiers stationed in Afghanistan and in Iraq. We have tensions mounting with Russia. We're in the midst of an energy crisis. We have the makings of a culture war that threatens what we as a nation stand for.
But all of that is for tomorrow.
For today, just today, we should remember those who lost their lives in lower Manhattan, in the Pentagon, and in a field in Pennsylvania. Today we should remember where we were and what we did. And hopefully reflecting will allow us some perspective.
posted by E-Luv at 8:18 AM
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