Saturday, September 11, 2010
Last night I got plenty of sleep. This morning Jeffrey massaged my feet for ages. We all snuggled and talked. A good morning, right? So what's wrong with me? Why do I feel vaguely out of sorts and "off". What's wrong??
Then I visited Debi and I remembered. The front of my mind (that's how I describe it to my students) finally remembered what the back of my mind had known all along. Today is September 11. Today I feel sad for all the children growing up without a Mommy or a Daddy. Today I feel sad for all the people who lost someone, who still ache. Today I feel sad for our nation and our loss of innocence, of naivety.
I've written before about September 11. I've written about September 12. I think I did better then than I can do today. Today I'm just sad.
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