today, i have felt a bit off, no real reason or explanation for it. but then i realized it is the 11th and questioned if the heaviness i was feeling was that tugging of nostalgia. and i opened myself to that possibility.
i remembered vividly where i was upon hearing of the events of 9/11 and the numbing disbelief and eerie undefinable feelings that followed. there was such a surreal fog about the whole thing. fifteen years ago seems like another person ago. i was not yet a mother, no idea that i would or could be. remembering the soberness and heartache from that day and the ones that followed as people shared stories, heartbreak, harrowing actions, and unbelievable grief; i am instantly able to conjure up that heavy feeling of collective sadness. it was a moment that forever changed us all in some way.
so today, i pause to remember a day we will never forget.
