Posts on this blog include quotes that moved me in a particular way, that when I read back over them, moved me again. I found the post about the first book I wrote, and how I was feeling about it. And I found posts about funny things the boys either said or did. There are many posts about the wine bar, those are the hardest for me to read, but it was a part of our life, so deleting them would be inappropriate, although it may be years before I want to read them.
Today is September 11, and each year I find myself compelled to write something about how I’m feeling. Today, for obvious reasons, I'm all about memories. Keeping them and making them.
Life is good for me, for our family. But I am reminded that can all change in an instant, as it did for so many all those years ago. I remember it all as though it happened yesterday. The pain I feel is still as raw. I cannot imagine the pain felt by those who lost someone they loved that day.
I wake up every morning thankful for the freedom we have, the opportunities Doug and I have had, and those our boys will have. We stand on the shoulders of those who have gone before us, in every way.
