I forgot I started this blog. I just got billed $230 for this website, which I forgot about. I contemplated disputing the auto-renewal charge and getting my money back. Lord knows right now I could use it. Instead, I reflected on how today felt and why I started this blog in the first place. Today is 9/11, and I am upset, and my heart hurts.
I have been so busy numbing and pushing down feelings of worry about my kids, the dread of what to fix for dinner and contemplating how smart politicians can be so stupid that I forgot how important issues in this world feel. We hear about them daily, but most of us have no clue, living in our little escape bubbles doing the day-to-day drill. But war, illness and death—it is out there, it’s real. I don’t know what to do about it, but it matters.
This morning, I watched a video about 9/11 that is replayed yearly on the news. It’s crazy that I had never seen it before. It recounted vividly clips of the minutes that happened that day.
Like so many others, I kept thinking about what I was doing at that moment as I watched it. I remember watching it from the Jersey City sidewalk across the river in disbelief. It was war, an act of war, a war zone that caused death and illness to so many.
I remembered how it felt today. I am sad. Tomorrow, I will go numb again, living life’s little daily struggles. I will forget again for a while.
I feel like we all need to try and think more about what matters before it is too late.
