What's to say about 9/11 that hasn't been said already by someone somewhere? Everyone has their opinion, their own experience, their own take. If you look at my archives you will see my ruminations on it - not every year, because like my late mother said about Pearl Harbor, it wasn't any fun the first time, why would I want to revisit it? I experienced it via relentless television coverage - probably too much for one's own good - and now it pretty much sits taped up in a mental box in my psychic attic, one I don't really care to open and re-examine over and over. I suppose it's my own little version of PTSD.
But after the fear and stress of the last two days, it is appropriate that the firemen be remembered for all they do, yesterday and today and tomorrow. Christine Lavin, one of my favorite folk singers and a FB friend, posted this. Not about the politics or hatred, but about those lost.
I was thinking today, when I suddenly teared up while driving past a flag at half staff, that we as a nation probably have PTSD where 9-11 is concerned. Every year I think the sharp pain of it will have lessened with time. Every year I'm wrong.