Firstly, I must say that some of my Irish family that visited us in Canada, had just left and arrived home. They had not only visited with us, but Gordon and I flew out to western USA and drove them to visit the Grand Canyon, Lake Havasu City, Arizona and family, before flying back to Detroit from Las Vegas.
I escorted my family to Toronto's Pearson Airport for their return flight home, after visiting family and places like Toronto, Mississauga and Niagara Falls.
They did not have to drive a vehicle while here, nor did we even want them to, for we knew they weren't used to driving on our side of the road while seated on the left side of the car, the opposite side of what they are used to.
Not to mention the fact that they have never driven automatic cars, for their cars are standard shift, back home. We knew they would probably have heart-failure if they were driving and had to enter onto Hwy. #401 near Hwy. #427, where it is about 16 or 18 lanes wide, since their widest highway back home was 4 lanes wide, if you count both sides of the road!
Just after making my way home to Windsor, the horrific events of 9-11 occurred.
Maybe it is because I still suffered from post-traumatic stress syndrome (PTSS) after being in the bus collision of 1980, but when I saw that first (1st) plane had flown into the New York Trade Center's tower, my heart began to race. PTSS was triggered, for sure.
After hearing about flight 93 in crashing in Shanksville, Pennsylvania, flight 11 flying into the Pentagon, and the second (2nd) plane that flew into another tower, my suspicions were confirmed that it wasn't a case where an accident had occurred, with one (1) plane flying into the World Trade Center tower, in New York City (NYC). The USA had been attacked by terrorists.
For those who are not familiar, here is some pics of that day:
Flight 93 - Shanksville, Pennsylvania, USA
Flight 11 - The Pentagon
NYC's World Trade Center's - Twin Towers hit by airplanes hijacked by terrorists.
Are they grieving, still? From what I've seen and heard. Yes. They are. Countless numbers of people are still mourning the loss of their loved ones. May God bless each and every person, who is still grieving. Grief is hard. It's not fun. It's not easy.
And, unlike what people quite often say, time does not heal. Only God can heal a broken heart. May He heal every person affected.
Here is a Youtube tribute in remembrance of September 11th, 2001:
Today, as I was driving from church to the cemetary to visit Gordon's grave, I listened to a programme where survivors of 9-11 2001 were interviewed. I cried and was thankful to have been able to hear what they spoke of.
As I was beginning to write this entry, my neighbour friend K, who recently moved to a unit on the east side of my building and who now has a view similar to my own, called me. She pointed out that there was a rainbow in the sky.
I'm sure you'll recognize that I am not the world's best photographer, but here's a pic of that rainbow:
Looking east from my balcony.
What a blessing it was to see this rainbow, today. It reminded me that God is truly with us, even if we still have broken hearts.
Until next time...
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