Yesterday was September 11, 2008. It has been 7 years since the towers fell in NYC. I spent a good part of yeasterday reflecting on that time in my life. Not because I cant move past the atatcks or because I was morning the lives lost. I was reflecting on that day becasue it was 4 days before my wedding. I was working that day and was supposed to pick up my dress that night. After the towers fell, stores closed. My Dress would not be picked up that night. Infact my Dress wouldn't be picked up until two days later.
The things that I reflect most on about 7 years ago was that I was pregnant with my daughter. I thought to my self " how in the hell can I bring a baby into a world filled with so much hated?" I quickly realized that I didn't have a choice but to bring a child into this world. And I realized that I had the choice to raise her any way I wanted. I could have raised her to hate. I could have raised her to judge people by their skin color or their sexual preference. But I choose to raise her the way that I have choosen to see the world. I have raised her to be understanding and loving of others. I have taught her that it is ok to be different. She knows it is ok for 2 boys to love each other. She knows that even though her school may teach her about god, that it isnt the answer to all the problems.
So after a day of reflection, I feel at peace with September 11.
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