Wednesday, September 11, 2013

September 11

It's that day again. I never quite know what to do with today. On the one hand, it's just another day. I'm working. I'm paying bills. I'm answering emails. On the other hand, it's today.

This morning, I wrote a silly post about shopping and couldn't bring myself to post it on this day. Scheduled it for tomorrow instead. The silly seemed...out of place, somehow.

At the same time, I don't care for the public displays of remembrance, either. They have started to feel forced to me. Now, I have friends who were directly impacted by the attacks. Who were in NYC. Who were in DC. Who lost friends and colleagues. They are not the people I'm talking about. As far as I'm concerned, they can mark this day however they want for the rest of their lives.

Maybe it's social media. I'm really over "hashtag NEVERforget" and changing our facebook icons and seeing who will actually copy and paste this to their wall for ONE HOUR to prove you still love AMERICA! My grief is quieter. My memories not for public consumption.

I called the Grill Master. He was just about to text me. We do it every year. It's the one time per year we are guaranteed to talk to each other. It's my memorial. My tribute.

Because I do remember. I haven't forgotten. It isn't just another day.

Those are Pobble Thoughts. That and a buck fifty will get you coffee.


Nemeria said...

I know what you mean, although I don't mine the profile picture changes. Heck, I always change my profile picture to a picture of the Twin Towers.

I loved the Twin Towers. I remember the first week I was in NYC, I was standing on the Jersey City pier and just gazed over the Hudson at the skyline. The Twin Towers were so prominent and huge. I told my roommate that the day I got tired of the view would be the day I left NY.

I never dreamed the view would change before I was ready to leave.