9/11: Of Remembrance and Hope
Only a chance change of job kept me from being at the World Trade Center site on September 11, 2001. Shortly afterward, my spouse and I began to talk seriously about having a child.
Only a chance change of job kept me from being at the World Trade Center site on September 11, 2001. Shortly afterward, my spouse and I began to talk seriously about having a child.
It is not coincidental that shortly after September 11, 2001, my spouse and I began to talk seriously about having a child. Reposting my 9/11 story today, as I often do on this date.
It is not coincidental that shortly after September 11, 2001, my spouse and I began to talk seriously about having a child, after more than eight years together. Many of us have a 9/11 story. Here’s mine.
Yes, I’m still remembering. Here’s my 9/11 story, and how the events of that day became motivation for me to start a family.
I still remember exactly where I was, because I was almost there. Here’s my 9/11 story, and how the events of that day became motivation for me to start a family.
Many of us have a 9/11 story. Here’s mine, which I have posted for many years now—but it doesn’t seem right not to remember it again, even as we move forward to create a better future.
May we continue to remember, even as we move forward to create a better future. Many of us have a 9/11 story. Here’s mine.
Once again, it’s 9/11. Somehow, the observance seems dampened this year, with yet another spin around the sun between us and the tragedy. Yet the currents that led to the event still swirl through our world. I’ve written in past years about working next door to the World Trade Center until two business days before the tragedy. This year, I turn to others’ words — words of poets.
I’ve posted a similar version of this for a few years now, but it seems appropriate to do so again.
In honor of all the victims of the tragedy of September 11 and its aftermath, their families, and their friends.