Pause and Reflect

 My dad, taking a break from work in jersey city to pose in front of the new york skyline.

My dad, taking a break from work in jersey city to pose in front of the new york skyline.

As I sat down to plan this blog I could not help but to be frozen by today's placement on the calendar. September 11th. The very words give me the chills.

My daughter's scheduled birth was supposed to happen a week before her due date in 2009. That day was September 11th. As my doctor counted days on the calendar to find my delivery date her face became strained and she said, "Oh, we can do it the day before!" The date has that effect on people.

The heart wrenching images that repeat on the news remembering this day paralyze me. Being in the surrounding New York area at the time, there are many other things about this day that have stuck with me … like how blue the sky was that day on September 11, 2001 — (eerily so), like how I franticly tried to call family and friends to be sure that they were OK and could not get through, and how the hustle and bustle around the city just became silent.

Every year on this day I listen to the names of those that we lost in 2001. I believe that as decent humans it is the very least that we can do.

While I hope that my children never have to experience anything like the attacks on September 11, 2001, I also hope that they understand the significance.

I am going to respectively take a pause from my usual blogging topics today. As I reflect on this day, fourteen years ago, I encourage you to do the same.