REFLECTION ON 9-11

When I think of 9-11, I think of each person that died that day. I knew none of them, yet I felt I knew all of them. Each had a heart and soul. All had a love and a passion in life, for people, for special foods, for being in the outdoors, the arts, for being with the family. There was that special laugh, the gift of playing the flute, of fixing everything in the house. He was the peace maker, she could cook a lasagna like no one else. In one second, this was taken away, never to be replaced. All this person wanted to do was be all he or she could be with the life given. This is what we must remember on this day. Because this gift of life can no longer be with us, may we live all that we can be, in honor of them. Look up to the heavens and say, “I will live to my utmost. This is for you.”