Nine years ago today, while we were starting our days and going about our business, some religious fanatics took over four planes. They had no regard for their lives. They had no regard for the lives of others. If anything, their intent was to cause as much destruction as they could. They succeeded in ways public and personal. Some victims were not even in Manhattan at the time the Twin Towers fell.
I'm one of them. Although I mark the beginning of my PTSD on 2 July 2002 at 2:30 AM when I was attacked in my sleep by a drunkard, part of mind goes back to 11 Sept. 2001 and I can't help but sink into an inconsolable melancholy, occasionally accompanied by tears. Terrorists blew up a part of my home, New York, and I couldn't begin to understand why. And then to hear of Muslims dancing in the streets over the successful attack...? I was enraged. Nothing made sense. And none of the news outlets could make sense of it for me.
My friend Julie...Her best friend was married at the time of the attacks. The friend, Phee, and her husband are EMTs. They volunteered to go into the city to help with rescue and clean up efforts. Phee's husband was forever changed by the experience. His mind crumbled before the chaos, destruction, and death that awaited them. As I understand it, he was never the same. It led to their divorced and eventual reconciliation. And although they are together again, his mind remains damaged.
Who else crumbles before this anniversary? Each fatality is remembered by numerous family members and friends. The dead and the injured are not the only victims of the 9/11 attacks. There are too many others to count.
For me, it doesn't matter what religion you are. Pray to G-d, Jesus, Allah, or whatever other higher power you believe in. If you're an atheist, you can still offer up a generic prayer to no power whatsoever that those who suffer this day know some kind of peace as time goes on. That the horrors they suffer on this terrible anniversary occur only on this date, and that their lives resume nearly unaffected the next day. It's the most we can hope for now that the damage has been done.
For those who are interested, the link to the documentary that takes you inside the World Trade Center on the day of the disaster starts with this video.
Here's to world peace in our time and good will toward all. Be well, my friends.