Unless you live under a rock in a cave, (hopefully not cavemates with Mr. Laden...) you must know that today is the 5th anniversary of the attacks on September 11th.
It was one of those moments that I will forever remember where I was, and what I was doing.
We just got possession on our home in Cottam a week earlier, and my mom was going to stop by for a coffee on her way to meet with her financial advisor in Windsor. It was a really nice sunny morning. I turned on the news and instantly assumed I was seeing a preview for a new very realistic and disturbing movie. I quickly realized that it was a nightmare coming true.
Billy phoned from Jack's restaurant in Leamington, as he was doing a mod at Leamington Hospital, and asked me if I had seen what was going on.
My mom sat in complete disbelief watching the television. She thought it was an accident, until we saw the second tower hit. It was a very sad day, and the things that I clearly remember are obscure, and minute in detail. For instance, I remember that I had Paul Foster's house listed for sale, and an agent called me just after 9 am to view it. Strange and very sad.
I don't know anyone that died or was injured in the attack. Paul's wife was greatly affected as she lived in New York, and works for an airline, and knew some of the attendants that died. How awful. The world is a truly crazy place. Is it any better or safer than 5 years ago? Absolutely not. All these deaths and wars in the name of religion. Unbelievable.
So what should we do to make the world a better place? Tolerance, understanding, empathy, forgiveness. That's all I can offer.
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