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Sep. 11th, 2002 07:03 pmI had to write the date a lot today. It was...so weird. We had some puppies come in from one of the breeders we work with and their birthday was 7/4/02, arrival 9/11/02...on the one hand, I wanted to buy one of them on the spot, never mind that they're Cairn Terriers, on the other hand...I wanted to fudge the dates. My boss' wife, the breeder at our kennel, sat in the office with me for a while. We talked about how we stood outside last year and watched the sky for airplanes. My sister called and we didn't talk at all.
I interviewed people for a job opening today and talked to my mother about going back to school. It was a really beautiful outside but windy and there are downed trees everywhere. One was across 3/4 of my road but it's being cleared now; we lost power for a while but there are work crews all over the place so it didn't last long. Some guy on a motorcycle passed a car in a no passing zone on my roads--which is stupid because even the places where you can pass it's risky. Then he gave me the finger when I almost hit him because I couldn't drive into the ditch fast enough. I gave the dogs their heartworm meds and dosed them with Frontline, and had Subway for dinner.
A weird day, a strange mix of somber emotions and totally mundane activities. But I guess that's true of the entire year. Everyone went on but all the events, all the holidays and activities and marked days on the calendar were preceded with 'this is the first since 9/11'.
That's not so true anymore, I guess, and I'm glad.
But still...it feels weird to walk around today and look in people's faces and see them thinking the same thing you are. Will we be like this every 9/11 now? Do we even need to make this a holiday? Would it mean more if we didn't mark it on the calendar to remind ourselves, if we just, collectively, remembered?
And did it feel like a weird mix of dazzling July 4th pageantry and...a solemn New Year's Eve to anyone else?
I interviewed people for a job opening today and talked to my mother about going back to school. It was a really beautiful outside but windy and there are downed trees everywhere. One was across 3/4 of my road but it's being cleared now; we lost power for a while but there are work crews all over the place so it didn't last long. Some guy on a motorcycle passed a car in a no passing zone on my roads--which is stupid because even the places where you can pass it's risky. Then he gave me the finger when I almost hit him because I couldn't drive into the ditch fast enough. I gave the dogs their heartworm meds and dosed them with Frontline, and had Subway for dinner.
A weird day, a strange mix of somber emotions and totally mundane activities. But I guess that's true of the entire year. Everyone went on but all the events, all the holidays and activities and marked days on the calendar were preceded with 'this is the first since 9/11'.
That's not so true anymore, I guess, and I'm glad.
But still...it feels weird to walk around today and look in people's faces and see them thinking the same thing you are. Will we be like this every 9/11 now? Do we even need to make this a holiday? Would it mean more if we didn't mark it on the calendar to remind ourselves, if we just, collectively, remembered?
And did it feel like a weird mix of dazzling July 4th pageantry and...a solemn New Year's Eve to anyone else?
