Saturday, September 11, 2010
I am not entirely sure how far I ran this morning, and for someone as type A as I am about running that could have been a challenge. It was supposed to be a 4 mile long run to begin my training for my race in December. But my watch was having trouble finding a satellite so I just kept going south with the plan to run down to about Ground Zero and cut over to the park and run back up. I knew it was 9/11 but I had no idea I would end up right in the middle of the Memorial Service that early in the morning and yet there I was standing in a coral with dozens of people, listening to the names being read of those who lost their lives that morning 9 years ago. What a privilege to be here on the anniversary and to be reminded of that day. To mourn with those who still mourn. To remember how our country was changed on that day, some ways for the better, some not so much. Although it was by accident, I feel honored to be here and to be a part of this great city and I hope we will never forget that day. Say a prayer today, for the families, the survivors, the rebuilders, this city and nation and yes even the people who did this. They probably need it most of all. God Bless.