I met a man for whom 9/11 was much more personal than it is to me. He lost a good friend that day, was close enough that he watched through binoculars the second plane hit. He lived through the confusion only to see the aftermath - Not just of physical destruction - but of emotional destruction. People who were trusting - became less so. People who wanted to hate - had more reason to do so. Fear of anything and everything different grew. He saw those who had lived by his side look at him with concern and step back a little. His home is in India. Yet in many ways he is much more connected to this event than I am.
9/11 for me was waking up to a news story that was awful. I knew no one in New York. I watched the events over and over again on t.v. It was slightly unreal. The tsunami in Japan this past year was similar for me. Huge destruction - far away - lives lost, how could this have happened - What is going to happen next - What clean up is necessary? How do we keep moving forward? What i s the fallout?
Political speeches - the world changes - For good? For bad? Both it seems - changes.
9/11 was a rallying cry for Americans to become patriotic. I think it should have been a rallying cry for Americans to be more connected to the world as a whole. My friend, this man I met, is one of many international folks who lived through that day and for whom it was much more personal. The world cried with us that day.
The world is a very large place - and yet oh so interconnected.
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