A certain 11 year old I know came home from school today moaning in pain. “Where does it hurt?” “In my arms and my chest. I feel like I did a thousand sit-ups but I didn’t.” “Were you running around a lot this weekend?” “No.” There had been a posting on Facebook from another...
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Nine Years – Remember or Forget?
Arron and I, likely around 89 or 90 Never Forget. That is the ubiquitous 9/11 statement is it not? And as always it perplexes me. This year in particular, with all the media attention about the Mosque in Manhattan and the burning of the Koran in Florida, how can we...
...continue readingThis 9/11 Widow’s Take on a Mosque at Ground Zero
I’m likely to get myself into trouble in the form of nasty emails with this post, but it seems important to respond to the Mosque at Ground Zero furor. I suppose I should not be surprised that the media has bit down on this one, and politicians are using...
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Learning to live again after the sudden death of my husband Arron on 9/11. I live with my two children, Carter, 11 and Olivia 15. I have written my book, The Alchemy of Loss, as a testament to finding the silver lining of grief
