I wrote this reflection twelve years ago, and it still applies. My goodness, so very much has changed in twelve years! I'm living in the moment now.
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SEPTEMBER 11
The holiest of all holidays are those
Kept by ourselves in silence and apart,
The secret anniversaries of the heart ...
~Henry Wadsworth Longfellow~
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I didn't know I'd wake up feeling sad this morning. Life has been so busy and full recently, this anniversary sort of snuck up on me. While today we are all remembering the 9/11 attacks, I'm also marking the passing of another year since I was undergoing radiation treatments for breast cancer. It was my final week of treatment -- a real uphill battle -- and I had to tear myself away from the horror on TV that day and go attend my own personal horror. I think each of these incomprehensible things was reflected and magnified by the other inside of me. I couldn't understand either thing.
The two events are forever connected in my soul: the time that the world's sensibility changed, and the time that my spirit changed. It took me more than a year to get past the overwhelming sense of helplessness and sadness.
Life has had many ups and downs in the intervening eight years. Time keeps spiraling onward. I'm in a good place now, physically, mentally, and spiritually.
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So many of us will never forget where we were and what was happening in our personal lives on 9/11. The world has never been the same.
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