The people that matter today.

Like everyone else, I was deeply moved, hurt and forever changed by the attacks on September 11.

As a grieving mother, I feel this day a little more deeply this year. I cry for those mommas that lost their babies that day, babies of all ages. I especially feel for them because I've learned that anniversaries are so tough. And, they are constantly reminded of their anniversary. I can only imagine that the day is close to unbearable for them.

I wanted to write about where I was that day and how I was forever changed at first this morning. I was going to write Cora to tell her the story. I realized that Cora's death changed the way I was affected.

Of course I always felt bad for the families, but this year, I can barely stand to think of their level of grief. I have a fresh perspective about it.

I always thought of the families, but more so I used to think about the political ramifications of that day. I used to muse about how the nation reacted and mourned.

I realized it wasn't really about where I was that day, but about where the families are today, emotionally and physically. Knowing your loved one died a fearful, painful death would be so hard.

Yes, I have the graphic images of Cora's death engraved on my mind, but they live only there. There are no pictures. Besides my husband and the emergency workers from that night, no one else has those images.

The families of September 11 victims have their loved ones death scene photographed and shared and altered without second thought.

Can you imagine losing a wife, sister, or daughter in that burning building so immortalized? Seeing it all the time?

This is coming out sort of like a lecture, but isn't mean to be.

More so a walk in their shoes post. I never thought so deeply about these things before. Cora has made me so compassionate. So empathetic.

She made me realize that the family and friends of 9/11 victims are the people that matter today. The deaths of all those innocent people is and has always been what this day is about.

I cannot even begin to imagine how they're getting through this day.


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