September 11, 2001 evokes a multitude of memories and emotions for many. For me, it was a first date. That particular date has continued thirteen years later, and has flourished through career changes, children (both existing and newly developed), geographical moves and strong personalities. It has never been an easy path nor one taken for granted.
That day I remember clearly in finite detail, as to where I was, whom I was with and even precise time frames. It was and still is a moment in time when we all stopped. We huddled around televisions, we embraced, we called loved ones and we reflected. I had a date.
I spoke to my date prior to our scheduled meeting time and place, and I don't remember who initiated the call. We confirmed regardless of the circumstances, we were still "on." I do remember the place, the coffee and the conversation.
I always feel humble and thankful when September 11th nears, not due to my date experience and its longevity, but due to my own existence and ability to articulate that.
On this September 11th just appreciate.
xo vagi
