Thursday, July 07, 2005
It was a beautiful day.
The sky was a color of blue you'd find in a box of crayola crayons. There was a warm summer breeze. The sun was shining, cheerily saying GOOD MORNING WORLD!! I remember how the American flag on the side of my office building billowed in the breeze. I remember thinking, "Thank you, God, for such a beautiful day." And I remember feeling calm and at peace with my life.
And then the beauty of the day was shattered when a plane flew into a building not too far away.
This morning when I turned on the news and heard about the attacks in London, I remembered the panic of a day in September when life in America was changed forever. I remember the panic. And I remember the eerie quiet that captured my world after the cities emptied.
My thoughts and prayers are with people in London.
The sky was a color of blue you'd find in a box of crayola crayons. There was a warm summer breeze. The sun was shining, cheerily saying GOOD MORNING WORLD!! I remember how the American flag on the side of my office building billowed in the breeze. I remember thinking, "Thank you, God, for such a beautiful day." And I remember feeling calm and at peace with my life.
And then the beauty of the day was shattered when a plane flew into a building not too far away.
This morning when I turned on the news and heard about the attacks in London, I remembered the panic of a day in September when life in America was changed forever. I remember the panic. And I remember the eerie quiet that captured my world after the cities emptied.
My thoughts and prayers are with people in London.
