It’s afternoon and I’m not feeling this way anymore. I want to put up a “light” “happy” post to cover it, but I don’t want to take this post down as it’s a testament to the way I felt too often the past six years. Good to have it down to one night, one morning and half an afternoon.
Days like today make me scared that I will never leave the legacy I want to. Days like today should make me appreciate life so much more. I’m surrounded by so much beauty and wish I were in the only place that will ever really be home. I have never been away before on 9/11. I think I will have to return to New York every September
I wrote this several weeks ago, and never edited it. It’s rambling but explains a lot about me–things I have never said, even. It’s a sidebar post. All side bar posts can be found under the category
“250 word rant.”
I wrote a long post. Actually I wrote three. The title now has nothing to do with the post. I just like it
Six generations of my family have lived in Manhattan. I thought it was fewer but forgot to count great grandparents and cousins kids.
I found every excuse not to leave including having to go to the most expensive dentists in New York I have finally run out of excuses
They say nobody has ever gone broke living in Manhattan. Obviously nobody has ever lived in a building where owner’s expenses went up 40% with one months notice and no meeting to talk about it. That should be criminal. It’s not.
I no longer believe in any kind of security–in all its meanings. I do believe that as long as people refuse to discuss how 9/11 hastened the ever rising costs in New York, and the lack of help available to people who didn’t meet strict criteria, we haven’t learned anything.
I can’t apologize for caring about something that changed my life.
Yet I feel self-centered and wrong for bringing this up. The story I wrote below this is much better.
I have no perspective today. At home, in New York, it’s just another day. Here I look at the American flags raised in homes that don’t usually have them and wonder the myriad of reasons for raising them. Is it pure patriotism? Do people believe we went to war in the name of 9/11? God, I hope not
This was my last 9/11 post. I too suffer from 9/11 fatigue but until I sell my apartment it won’t be over for me. I repeat myself because I haven’t done what so badly needs to be done.
As Michael Stipes says it’s easier to leave than to be left behind…. Leaving New York never easy. I saw the light fading out
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I do love this song.. you picked a good one for this day. I’m sorry I didn’t ‘interview’ you yet… the timing doesn’t work right now. Wanted you to know tho that I’m thinking of you.
Great song.
I read both these posts and see someone who has been thru so much and survived.
For me Death and Grief have been my biggest lessons and blessings.
Thanks for sharing. Very powerful stuff, here.
Love your writing and your perspective with respect to what and why you write. Ditto. Cooper pointed me in your direction…
I know this day has a lot more impact for those who were there–I wrote a post about a massacre that happened on this day a 150 years ago and was worried that I might be cheapening the 911 experience, but I posted it anyway. Take care of yourself (and I hope you don’t get chased away from MB by a hurricane!)
As I’ve come to expect perfect and it’s funny when I see people jumping on the bandwagon of posting about 9/11, people who were not there are at the time really gave it no thought, but who have since have found it useful for a blog, I just want to tell them to fuck off because Pia is the only one who can write it.
Great song
Hey, cooper. Your wrong. I deeply respect pia and others who suffered in NY on that day. But you can not deny our right to be pissed off and upset over it. I resent your F/O remark. I am a Bush supporter and being a Christian has nothing to do with it. I don’t judge by faith or lack of. Anyway on that day it was the US that was attacked not just NY. The ripple affect hit all the way to Alabama were I am. The economic crutch afterward cost me and a lot others their jobs and lively hood. WE suffered with those in NY. Maybe not as bad, but we are with you all.
I think we just all have to deal with it in our own way. And as Sage alluded to, as much as it affected me, I can’t imagine the effect it had on those of you who live there.
Maybe returning to New York each September will be your way.