Six Years Since 9/11

[katiesue]

I missed 9/11. Seriously. It's a whole weird void for me.

I knew a little of what happened in the morning. I was at my best friends ranch preparing for three funerals that day. Her mom hates tv on a good day but the day of her husband, son and daughter-in-laws funerals, no tv in the house.

We got a few phone calls from people, but the ringing phone was freaking her out a bit as well so we only took a few calls before we shut the ringers off. The ranch foreman was freaking out because his wife was in Texas and there were rumors of bombs going off there and he couldn't reach her.

After the funeral I packed up and started driving home. The ranch is on the north side of Mt. Shasta so I had quite a long ride. Once I got down into cell phone reception Maddy's dad started calling, fliping out. Ugh. So a long drive pepperd by insane paranoid phone calls. That was my 9/11 day. I didn't see any tv coverage until late that night. And by that time I think a lot had been edited down.

So I just have this huge disconnect for 9/11.

[€uroMeinke]

I wonder if it’s been long enough. I feel bad for the family members that have to troop out once again for this annual ceremony where they have to endure the endless reading of names, anonymizing their loved ones in a flawed attempt to call them out. Losing someone to tragedy and terrorism is bad enough, loosing them to the public good must be maddening. Grief never comes on a set schedule and yet each there they must be there, expressing their love, their grief, while the world steals yet another piece of their lives in order to promote some other agenda be it radical Islam or the American way.

My thoughts are to the families, and their losses far beyond the Loved ones taken in the towers.