|
9-11 snuck up on me this year. In a way, I think
it's a good thing. I remember when we commemorated weekly, then monthly, and
now it's yearly. Before we know it, memorials will move to every 5 or 10
years.
The fact that we're moving on with our lives, and the date rolls up on us
without much fanfare, is a testament to the front lines of our homeland
security. Those men and women working in the three-letter agencies keeping
us safe; working around the clock to prevent a repeat attack.
While our ability to go from day to day without thinking about it is part of
their legacy; so is the fact that 9-11 still stands as one of only
two "infamous" days in American History. The fact that today is still
special speaks to their successes as well.
Listening and reading about the accounts of those who were lost, and those
who narrowly avoided personalizing the tragedy, one is struck by the fact
that the hole in the American Heart will never truly be healed. No grief
fully "heals," I think. We simply learn to navigate our lives around the
holes left in our lives by those we have lost way too soon.
__________________
Sprinkles are for winners.
|