Ten years ago I was in the dayroom of a locked psychiatric ward watching the events of September 11, 2001 unfold before my eyes on TV. It seems so odd, now, that my primary reason for being there was an inability to avoid publicly breaking down in tears…
That was my last time on a psychiatric ward, locked or otherwise. Although some might say I never left…
I do wonder though, sometimes, if the tears will ever stop…
I want ice water.
I know when the tears flow freely they show that we are alive.. and that we are still feeling IzaakMak… Its when they stop and turn to Ice… we have to worry…
I think every one remembers what they were doing that day… 10 yrs have just flown by..And still the truth of that day has yet to be told…
Wishing you a Day of Rainbows..
Rainbows would be most welcome. Thanks Sue.
This is the most profound thing I’ve read all day:
“It seems so odd, now, that my primary reason for being there was an inability to avoid publicly breaking down in tears…”
BH
From your last post: “I sought pleasure and found pain unutterable.” Not exactly easy to forget either! Thanks for stopping by BH.
We all wept publicly that day.
I hope to stop someday.
I can only hope that our shared dream will come true one day my friend…
I’M WEEPING NOW….DAMNIT!
Let it out my friend, let it all out!
There’s nothing I can really add to this. I just wanted to say… I’m here.
I couldn’t ask for anything more my friend.
This comment has become my standard today. If you see it on other’s blogs please understand, I can’t stand the emotion of re-typing this all day….
I absolutely cringe when I hear people say “Everything happens for a reason.”…..BULLSHIT. And I completely understand your point. Well said.
In 2006, I visited “the site” with our high school’s “show choir”.
It was sobering.
After visiting the site, we stopped at the little church there, the oldest public building on Manhattan island. It’s the church where George Washington was inaugurated, I believe.
The place was packed with tourists, and our choir got up front and sang The National Anthem (all verses)….not a dry eye in the place.
Many tourists sobbing openly and hugging children.
Something I’ll never forget.
It was St. Paul’s Church, link here:
http://ngm.nationalgeographic.com/ngm/0209/st_pauls/online_extra.html
I really can’t watch the stuff today. Sitting here in the hospital with Dad, and he certainly doesn’t seem strong enough to survive this time. If I watch the memorial stuff I’ll bawl like a baby. Even though Dad is incoherent most of the time, I don’t want him coming-to and seeing me sobbing like a damn fool.
I am ready to forget and move on.
Let’s do the next right thing and fix our own fractured society. ‘Nuff said.
“I am ready to forget and move on. Let’s do the next right thing and fix our own fractured society.” My sentiments exactly. If this terrible war is to end with anything like a “victory” for us, it’ll have to come from there…
I agree with Sue, that tears are proofs, that we are alive, and that we should be worry, when they’ll stop dropping, and become an ice. There is nothing wrong in being sensible. There is nothing wrong in being a human.
And both you and Sue are right. Being human can be such a pain, but it sure beats the alternatives!
That dreadful day marked a change in all of our lives my friend and as one watched with unbelievable horror it is no wonder that the tears streamed, I hope that one day they will cease to flow and that a new awakening of peace over hatred is born…
Be well my friend…
Androgoth
Thank you my friend. Comments like yours and the others I’ve received today truly are proof that the world isn’t as bad as it so often seems…
You haven’t heard my comment yet IzaakMak !!!!! Blahahaha, just kidding. One big, enormous hug heading your way.
It’s never too late for you Loon, and that was just the laugh I needed!
a shocking day most humans cannot believe that such evil can be done to each other but those who did this evil deed will one day have to face reality at what they did hate and anger never wins just as love always brings hope xxjen
Well said. Thanks Jen!
Thanks for that mak !! I knew somehow that I’d find just the right thing … here.
Be well, sir !
Ed
No, just the right thing is a visit from you Ed! Thanks my friend.
I’ll always remember 9/11 as the day the world as I knew it changed, and the chaos and danger that I was aware of but didn’t fully appreciate became very, very manifest. Like many others, I would love to revert back to a more optimistic worldview, which is why I’m glad to see a focus on the survivors and the families of those that didn’t survive, and the way they’ve tried to rebuild their lives. I’m not a religious person so I won’t offer my prayers, but I will offer my sincere condolences, and my hope that they, and all of us, find peace.
Peace… a thing that we should all hope for my friend. My optimistic worldview had already gone by the wayside, way before 9/11 happened. If truth be told, a growing fear that something like that was becoming more and more inevitable was a big part of why I was on a psychiatric ward that day. Seeing it happen was only a sick kind of confirmation. But it did teach me that my perceptions weren’t entirely “shaded by depression” like all those shrinks insisted. That’s the real reason I’ve never gone back. I’m still searching for the peace though. Thanks for your good wishes.
The thing I remember most about that day were those amazingly brave firefighters and New York police. God bless every last one of them.
Absolutely! I’m watching a baseball game being played in New York City right now, and they announced that all service members had been allowed in for free. While I’m all for that, I couldn’t help but wonder why police and firefighters weren’t included as well. I’m still hoping I just missed that part…
Speaking of psychiatric wards, the perps of 9/11 are the ones who should be in, not you Mak.
You know Poch, I once told my doctors that those who can live in this world with all its craziness, without being depressed by it, are the ones who are truly screwed up. Of course that just convinced them all the more of how much I needed their help!