Thursday, September 11, 2014

Remember

I remember. 
I remember waking from an almost-still-asleep to the news of an accident. 
I remember the feeling that something was just not quite right with it all. 
I remember the sight of the second plane's approach and its vanishing. 
I remember the feeling of resignation that it was no accident. 
I remember the collapse and then the next.
I remember the silence that lasted for days - like a pillow held around my ears. 
I remember watching the skies.
I remember the feeling as I looked at our four year old son and knew that things had already changed in his lifetime. 
I remember my disappointment in man.
I remember the sadness. 
I remember.