This may be considered a quite morbid post, but we sometimes have to confront the truly uncomfortable and disturbing points of life in order to appreciate the beautiful and calm.
After all this time, I still think of this one picture when I think of what happened 7 years ago. It is deeply affecting, and it somehow seems to encapsulate that wrenching. sinking feeling that we all had watching the TV that morning. It was a feeling of true alienation — our world was unknown, a shocking and foreign land. How could this picture coming through the TV waves be true?
I was in college, coming back from my boyfriend's house (he didn't have a TV) My roomate was glued to the TV--crying. I sat and watched until I had to leave for class. My teacher was crying. We all left.
(P.S. I will add a happy post in the next couple days-- to even this all out--promise!!)