and prayers for all those that have been touched by the tragedy to
our nation, the attack on our freedoms and the destruction on the
World Trade Center, Flight 93 and Pentagon buildings:
Memory of the Victims of 911 Day
lesson for those still living
woke to ready yourself for work at 5:30 am.
You let me sleep. And
off you went. On your
way to the office, just as you always do.
Had I known that when you left, you would never return to
me, I would have stayed up all night with you…
quick peck and a wave that I’d see you later, as I ran to catch
the early bus. Had I
known that you would not be there later, I would have kissed you
hard and held you even longer…
think that we would always have tomorrow while today we soured
over petty gripes. Never
realizing our moments were fleeting.
If only there was one more chance to celebrate…
spend some quality time with the kids this weekend…but I have to
work on my report first. If
yesterday were mine to do all over again, I’d laugh and play
with my kids first. Because
where I am now, there are no weekends anymore…
sorry I quarreled with you when your parents were coming for a
visit. I should have
been more gracious and will be from now on.
They will be out here again this weekend…to eulogize your
on a budget!” “We
can’t afford for you to have such a luxury now.”
“I’ll get it for you in a few months…” How sorry I
am that I did not find a way for you to have that piece you so
cherished. I am forever sorry because I will never be able to have
a memory of you enjoying it when you were alive, even for just a
sorted through the hamper today.
In it I found your yard shirt all stained with grass, still
pungent with sweat. The essence of you is alive and current.
It seems that you have only left the room to shower and
change. Instead you
have passed from this world and me, forever…
liked to watch ‘reality TV‘ eating snacks in bed, playing
footsies under the covers, grappling for the remote control.
Now the broadcasts are very real. I have not been able to
eat in days. You are not here to play with me.
I am remote and I feel like I have no control…
we remember the terror and tragedy of 9/11 and the terror strikes
against America and her interests throughout the last 35 years, let us never
forget that as
Americans something in all of us died that day.
to appreciate life and live it to its fullest.
Embrace your family, friends and colleagues.
justice. Pray for
peace and God Bless America.
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