5 years
I had intended on typing out my obligatory post concerning the fifth anniversary of the terrorist attacks on September 11. You know – what I was doing, how I felt, blah blah blah…
Then I watched some of the footage from that day. It was the first time in several years that I had seen some of that stuff.
It reminded me of all of the anger and hurt and even some of the hatred (I truly am ashamed to say that) I felt that day. Some of it began to well up inside me again.
Rather than get myself all worked up again, I’ll just wait until another day. I have reflected quite a bit on 9/11/01 and how it relates to my faith, my family, and the church. I just don’t have the energy to communicate it properly right now. I’ll do so soon, I promise!
For now, I think there’s still some kind of healing that has to take place in my soul. I don’t know anyone who died in the Towers, Pentagon, or Flight 93. I’ve still taken it pretty personally, though.
Of course, there’s always Hebrew to distract me…
I felt much the same way yesterday. So many things I could have said, well typed, yesterday. I just couldn’t seem to organize the thoughts in a coherant manner. I’m finding that I’m having that problem a lot lately.
a year later
Were you ever able to get those thoughts out? I’ve come to discover that it’s quite therapeutic – even if you don’t share it with anyone else.