remembering...

10 years and still raw, a photo by foto fledgling on Flickr.

• looking over at my child, who was eating breakfast, while simultaneously watching the Today Show and seeing the second plane hit on live television. 
• calling my dear co-worker Christy, and being the one to tell her. 
• riding the bus home. from a downtown high rise.
• at the end of the day Michael verbalizing what I had been thinking all day... it could have been our daughter on that plane. She had left Boston on a trans-continental American Airlines flight just 10 days early. alone.
• the days afterwards not knowing what was next

We lived in Seattle, on the other coast... it seemed so far away... today we only live an hour 1/2 away from where the fourth plane crashed into a Pennsylvania field. Our lives are the same in some ways and different in others. 

There has been war in the world longer during my child's life than not. 

I asked her what she remembers from that day, and she said, "not much". I am grateful for the innocence she will always have; because I will never forget.