September 11th reflections, September 12th actions.

reflection Sep 12, 2021

As I was scrolling social media, I came across a post that talked about the best way to honor all those lost on September 11th is to live as if everyday is September 12th. But I think September 12th was probably a very different experience for every single person in America.  

I think of my husband who was in New York that day and involved in the clean up the following weeks. The things he saw there have kept him from returning to the site for 20 years. 

 I think of my eighth grade student who lost her dad, and my co-worker who lost her son, and my principal who lost his best friend. I think of all the wives, husbands, sons, daughters, and friends who lost someone they loved.  

I think of the people who called out sick, or missed their train, or stopped for coffee. To know that one small decision saved your life is very powerful.

But these differences ARE the beauty of September 12th. There are some really big differences between how our country has reacted to the COVID pandemic and September 11th, but I am only going to talk about one word. LOVE. 

On September 12th, our country came together to mourn, and grieve, and support each other. No one was saying my grief is worse than yours or you can't be crying because you didn't lose anyone directly. I get the chills just remembering the love that wrapped our country that day. 

So here's where I get on my soapbox for a second. STOP JUDGING. The pandemic has been easy for exactly no one in the country. Have some people lost more than others? Sure. But we have all lost something. So pretend it's September 12th and wrap each other in acceptance and love.

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