Hi, guys. I usually like to start these Saturday Surfing posts on an upbeat note, but I can’t give my usual chipper good morning greetings today without acknowledging the date and what it represents. Today marks 20 years since the September 11th attacks, and while the painful memories and horror I used to feel whenever I thought about that day have more or less subsided, I’ll never forget exactly where I was that morning (I was a 20-something living in San Francisco at the time), down to every minute detail, or the life-changing fear and uncertainty that followed. So much changed in just a few minutes.
If you also remember that day, my hope for you is that you’ve had time and space to process your feelings about it. The word “surreal” gets thrown around a lot about September 11th, but I can’t think of a more apt word. If you remember that day, it was utterly surreal.
Connor doesn’t understand what “September 11” means or represents, thank goodness. She still lives in that glorious childhood bubble, and I want to keep it that way for now. Someday I’ll explain it to her, and I suppose when she’s old enough to understand it, I’ll find the right words.