Forgot to Mention

First I’ll frame this post with this quote from Christina.

How to commemorate the ten year anniversary …
of the most heinous terrorist attack on American soil?

By going about my business as if it were any other day. I’m not watching TV or listening to the news. I might read some of my regular blogs. But other than that, I refuse to live my life one jot different.

That was pretty much my day. I wanted to go to the range (but how is that different from any other day?) I had bacon, but when don’t you want bacon? But overall I just felt ill, so I stayed in my jammies for most of the day, and in the evening I mowed my lawn.

Still the trump goes to my Boss who got married yesterday. Her reasons were not political. Her husband is the son of Greek immigrants, and he is devout Greek Orthodox, and she converted by his request (she was raised Catholic and she overall didn’t see the two Churches as very different, and her family, like many New England Catholics were fair-weather practitioners.) so she needed a Sunday in early September, and the 11th was available. She knew the date had significance, but her thought was: “Why do I let those bastards scare me away from my wedding day?”

She’s off on her Honeymoon, so no word on how it went, but I’m sure it went well, but they have a day of joy the overshadows the day of sorrow and anger. I like that.

I didn’t realize, but Robb had a similar, and totally unplanned event:

For one, my oldest celebrated her 9th birthday, so it was a day of happiness for our family…Cake was eaten, presents were open, dinner was consumed, and all in all it was a good day.

This doesn’t mean I’ve forgotten what happened on September 11th, 2001. However, I don’t need a special day to remember, that event has stuck in my head every day for the past ten years.

There was talk after the attacks of making 9-11 a national holiday, but I’m glad we agreed to just carry on as a nation, and not let those evil acts change our national behavior. Heck on the day of the attacks I was working on a fishing boat we had converted to a research vessel for watching fish spawn. I was supposed to be sleeping, as we worked at night, but obviously it wasn’t a day of sleep. Still I picked up the boat phone and called my boss just because I didn’t know if we even SHOULD continue work. My boss was respectful, and understanding, but said that nothing had changed as far as we were concerned. Science must be done, and the show must go on…albeit with almost no sleep that night.

So yeah, carry on. And as Robb says, we don’t need a special day to remember those events, that’s for every day, just like every huge event, both good and bad.