Okay, so it's almost been six months and I am back. At least for today.
Yesterday was the tenth anniversary of Sept. 11th. Can't believe it's been ten years already. What a horrible day. I find myself not being able to actually focus on the way those people all died. My mind can't comprehend the horror they must have felt. I just thank God (and should every day) that, though both my parents were down there, they both made it out unscathed. I wonder if there were any children who lost both parents. I suppose it's possible, although I feel like we would have heard about it. Maybe it was lost amongst all the other tragic stories from that day. I sincerely hope that Abby never has to have that kind of day in her life. Having a kid now makes me feel even worse about it. I sat in front of my television yesterday crying as the names were read. Seeing the names and faces (and on some channels, the ages) of all the victims makes it so much more real than any numbers could.
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Was thinking about this a lot this morning, randomly, was so busy on the 11th this year didn't really let it sink in.
You know. " Jen"..... you are even slightly connected to
" JENNY_O"...you really are " a loser"....know why?
I think you already do.
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