So tomorrow is that day. On one hand I’m very tired of all the coverage. I don’t need anyone to remind me what tomorrow is. I’m really tired of people trying to put it “perspective” for me. I’m tired of being advised on how to “deal with it”.
On the other hand I can’t stop thinking about it.
I haven’t stopped thinking about it for the last 364 days.
That said, I don’t need any special service or TV show or magazine article to help me commemorate the event. Instead I plan to think about my life before and after Sept. 11.
I had wanted for Cory and I to go to dinner with Bobby –because that’s who we spent the evening with on that day last year – but he’s busy. So it will be just Cory and me. And that’s good too. Because I get to be with the person I love the most and I get to be thankful that we have each other.
And sometimes that’s all you can ask for.