Sue of the Porties wrote a wonderful blog this morning about the anniversary of 9-11. I would just like to tell you a little of my experience that day. (I even borrowed one of Sue's pictures, but she borrowed it too, so I think its OK.)
This day for me started with a walk to the lake with my little Scottie Otis, the weather was so perfect, just like today, sunny and warm. We walk a mile to the lake, and a mile back home. All the time, I am thinking about how fortunate we are to live in this beautiful country, our own little slice of a perfect place to be. Otis had a lot of friends, so we got greeted a couple of times, by yard workers, people who got out early to rake up leaves.
No one else to talk to though, just Otis and I, proclaiming a perfect autumn day. When we got home, I made a cup of coffee, gave Otis a treat, and sat down at the computer to check e-mail. I never watch daytime TV or especially the morning shows!
My first letter came from a dear young person in Norway, whom I knew from a quilt list., Sol Stensland. Sol had wonderful quilting talents and I loved to visit her website to see what was new. But today she was saying she felt such pity and sorrow for my Country in the wake of the attack on this day! What could she be speaking of? I got up from my chair, hurried to the livingroom and turned on the TV only to see giant clouds of smoke and rubble going down a New York street. Then a replay of the airplanes hitting the huge skyscrapers. Then, spending much of this day, in front of the television, my heart aching for those who were searching for family and friends, for the lost firemen and policemen. Seeing the Pentagon hit, and wondering
about the rest of the World. How far could this go? Who would be next?
I thought too about the smallness of the world where a friend from Norway could send me the news of this tragedy before I heard from anyone else.
Thats my little story. It seems we all have them, the Where Were You When...stories. I don't quite know how to end this except to say I am so grateful for all of the people who protect us from more 9-11s, our military who have given us and given up so much over these years. I am also grateful for all the internet friends I have, I feel so enriched by them all.
Jo, Stella and Zkhat