9.11.2009

number 8 september1109_1 september1109_2 september1109_3 Numbers mean different things to different people. For example, the number 21 makes me happy because it is my birthday, my dad's birthday and it comes up often in Las Vegas. Or the number 3, there are three sisters in my family, and it is truly the magic number.
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As I go about my day today, it is fairly normal, Hermie sighs, the sun is out, the mailman delivers my mail and I had a bowl of strawberries and a cookie from yesterday for breakfast, but beneath all the normalcy there is an underlying sadness, a fear, sorrow, fright...it isn't only today that I remember 9/11, but it is in the firefighters I see, a flag hung above a front door, the emergency items stored in the garage, a disabled marine at the airport, a plan to pack up the animals in case we need to leave in a rush, a mother wearing the image of her militant daughter, and most importantly the human connection that stretches far beyond borders, history and politics, may today be one of normal happy moments and remembrance.
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*Thank you, Mom, for finding a vintage card catalog...it inspired today's post and I adore it and you!

7 comments:

Anonymous said...

Amen!
(I think anything else I say here is beneath it!)

Unknown said...

Great post. Well said. Thank you.

Nicomi Nix Turner said...

Lovely!!

mrs boo radley said...

Each day is a gift.

And, this seems so petty at the moment, but I am coveting a vintage card catalog for my garage.

ambergoulet said...

I want to pet the cat and look in every drawer. Your photos let my fall into them. Very much enjoyed!

The 9/11 commentary is well stated. It is one of those events that splits your life into before and after.

Anonymous said...

Hey Stacey, just wanted to say thanks! And BTW, you are lovely too ;)

Holly said...

What a wonderful, well-phrased tribute.