World Trade Center site, September 2007.
The roads were closed this morning on my walk to work, and the streets were dotted with policemen and firemen. We had a moment of silence at work. These are the outward signs of how we remember.
Around here, how can we forget? I pass it every day, the scab on the cityscape, trying to heal. It is a construction site now, slow to progress because of all the bureaucracy and emotion that surrounds it. In a way, I think I would rather see a bleak expanse of nothing, fenced off from the public, than a beautiful monument. Maybe seven years is not long enough. So, we keep picking at the scab.
We remember every day. It is printed on our grocery bags, the sides of trucks: Never Forget. It is why we need security badges to get into the office, why there are so many armed guards, fences, roadblocks. It is everywhere -- but life still goes on, because it must, because we can't feel it every moment and stay sane.
Today, I smile because I am so thankful for my life, my family and friends, for everything that makes me happy. Things that I love surround me. I have air to breathe. Today, the world is still a good place, with good things in it.
Thursday, September 11, 2008
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