September 11th, 2001. I still remember waking up that morning and hearing the news on the radio. I remember thinking, this can’t be true. I went upstairs and turned on the T.V. and watched the footage, realizing that it was in fact true. I immediately thought of a friend of mine, who I’d known since Kindergarten, who lived in New York. Was she safe? I was relieved to hear from her a few days later that she was. As the days, and now years, have passed, most of us have gone back to our lives and it is but a distant memory. One that is relived every year on the anniversary.
To me, it serves as a good reminder of how quickly life can change. It’s a reminder to extend kindness to everyone, as you don’t know what’s going on in their lives. It’s a reminder to express our love and appreciation on a daily basis. A reminder to live each day as best we can. To look for the good in our daily lives and to try not to be bogged down with “details”. To find balance.
Every night before I go to bed, I write down something that made me smile that day. I place it in this jar.
Last night’s entry was simple. I was grateful that one of my dear friends drove Ella home from karate class, so that I could stay and train myself. I’ve been yearning to get back to class for ages, but the logistics just haven’t worked out. I’m a little sore today, but it felt so good to be back. All made possible by a very simple gesture. Claud, I can’t thank you enough, I’m grateful for your friendship and your kindness.
What are you grateful for today?