Ten years ago, on a bright September morning, we held hands across the center console of the car as we drove back from our honeymoon. We were excited and in love and anxious to begin our life together. And as we sat there, full of hope and anticipation for our beautiful new life beginning, we also began to slowly realize the world as we knew it was about to be forever changed.
It was a strange dynamic, our lives transforming into that of now a young married couple, full of love and potential and at just the same moments the security in the world around us was being completely devastated through the events of what we now all know as simply: 9/11.
Because we spent the day driving, we never saw the footage everyone else saw. We felt the quiet and somber disconnect as we drove along, our car a surplus of goodness, so to speak, filled with wedding memories and gifts -- as we listened on the radio to the overwhelming and uncontrollable destruction unfolding in our world, an absolute barrage of misery. Coming to terms with the reality that both emotional extremes could in fact coexist during this time and in the months ahead wasn’t easy.
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Ten years later today.
We still didn’t watch the footage. We intentionally removed ourselves from all media and chose instead to fill the day with happiness, remembering ten years of marriage, sharing wonderful memories of a honeymoon together and enjoying and relishing in the two beautiful children that we have. It was certainly deliberate, but not done out of disrespect for the magnitude of the day, as much as a conscious choice to not submerse ourselves in the obvious sadness. We had a choice of how to spend the day, and we chose to spend it … happily.
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I’m not a believer of letting the date of something terrible destroy your life, year after year after year. While there is an absolute awareness of dates, always stirring with correlating events, life… or death… to me… aren’t about the dates. The memories, good and bad, will remain and from there, it’s up to us. How we live each day moving forward is a choice. Some days, it’s a harder choice to make, but the choice is always there. And I believe it’s ours to consciously make.

9/11/11: Spending the day being smothered with kisses!
Thoughts for today. September 11th. Ten years later.
~K