September 11th
9/11
It’s one of those
dates, a combination of numbers that strikes hard as soon as you hear it, isn’t
it? 15 years ago and yet I still recall
so clearly - as I’m sure everyone does - the moment that just turning on the news, or
catching an internet reference seemed to freeze life and mark a point after
which things would never be quite the same.
It doesn’t take a world horror like that September day. My beautiful sister in law went out of the
house on the way to work one day when she was 36. We don’t know what happened exactly.
Only that
she crashed the new bright yellow car
she was delighted with and she never came home. The rose we planed in her memory still flowers on her birthday and her wedding anniversary - that's on Tuesday and the glorious blooms are there now to mark the date.
So the thought of all those thousands who went through that
terrible experience 15 years ago today still tears at my heart.
IF I KNEW
If I knew it would be the last time
that I see you walk out the door,
I would give you a hug and kiss
and call you back for one more.
But the trouble is,
we never know, do we?
When the Babe Magnet and I were in New York, we went to
Ground Zero and tried to honour those who never came home from that event. That huge great space where two huge great buildings
had once stood, each of them teeming with thousands of people brings home in
the saddest, shocking way how quickly today can become the past. And
how terrible the words ‘if only’ can be.
Which brings me to another great quote:
Yesterday is history, tomorrow is a mystery, today is a gift
of God, which is why we call it the present.
Nobody seems quite sure who originally said this but it’s so
much in my thoughts today.
On a day of remembrance, I hope you and your families can
share a hug for this present.