Difficult to think beyond the memory of the events of September 11, 2001. Days when perfect recall of time and place are shared by all can never really just blur into the fabric of life.
In many ways, today is just an ordinary day. I’m waiting for the chimney sweep to come and clean the flues. Just got an email that Frank’s blazer is ready at the cleaners, so I’ll add that to a list that includes buying a birthday gift and locating some good eggplant at today’s farmers’ market. Added the grandkids’ soccer game schedule to a rapidly filling Fall calendar.
In another way, it’s not ordinary at all. It’s a reminder of a time when our confidence was shaken. It’s a day to remember to hold the ones you love a little bit closer, and to appreciate the luxury of going about everyday tasks.