11 Sep 2002
Wed, 11 Sep 2002
911 - An Anniversary Story
The numerals 911 had significance to me before that fateful day in the year 2001. My wife and I chose to be married on that day in 1999. That wouldn't seem so ironic in and of itself, had we not learned, upon selecting the day, that it was the wedding day of my divorced parents. I, of course, couldn't begin to remember such trivia and I don't come by sentamentalism naturally, so forgive me for engaging in a little bit of it this one day out of the year.
My wife liked to joke that I'd never forget our anniversary because of those fateful numerals. I doubt she knew just how prescient that sentiment was in 1999 - how deeply those numerals would be ingrained on the world only two years after our wedding. People sigh when we tell them about the date, but we're adults; we don't feel nearly as bad as the twins of one of my co-workers who plead with their mother to change their birthday.
Instead, the experience has strengthened our resolve. It's reminded us how very fortunate we are to be able to celebrate our anniversary at all, when so many are left spouseless. It's reminded us to stand up and defend our heritage, when so many would tear it down. Finally, it's reminded me that I still love my wife and no terrorist is ever going to change that.
Update: Of all the 911 stuff I read today, I enjoyed disenchanted's article the most.
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