+ September 11th +
I'd like to say that I didn't post yesterday out of some measure of respect for the anniversary of this awful day. But truth be told, Blogger was down and I couldn't. I actually did want to post to you, about this anniversary you will never fully understand. How can I explain to you someday, when you ask me about "Patriot's Day" and what it means? I'm not sure I'll do a very good job of that, but I know I'll try. I'll tell you about what we felt before that day. I'll explain to you what it was like as a teenager to stand at the base of those twin towers and look up. My own mommy asked me if I wanted to go up, but I told her no, I was afraid of heights. Sometimes in my dreams, I do take that elevator ride to the top and look out. We've seen so much footage of the view I can almost pretend I wasn't afraid that day. But then the dream turns to a nightmare, and those places in your brain that won't let you process supreme tragedy take over and block the images that start playing. I don't know that I can ever share or shield you from that kind of emotion. But as a nation, we are healing, and those directly affected still feel the effects of that tragic day and always will. For you, I dream of so much more, and I dream of a world where this is just history.