The Tenth Anniversary of 9/11 and My Visits to Ground Zero

I can’t believe it’s been ten years since that day.  It still feels like yesterday.

I was a senior in high school and I had just arrived at my second period class.  Our school had a tv station so we always watched our morning announcements on tv at the beginning of second period.  The tv was on our channel and a clip was showing of the first tower smoking.  My teacher wasn’t sure exactly what was going on, but we all soon figured it out.  Then we saw the second plane hit while we were watching and everyone was in shock.

For most of that day we just watched tv.  I remember going from class to class but we just did the same thing – watched the news coverage.

In the days and weeks following, I remember seeing American flags flying everywhere.  It was such an amazing feeling to know that, even though the actual event was horrific, the entire country unified and became stronger because of it.

Since that day in 2001 I have traveled to New York City twice.  Visiting the place where the twin towers once stood is always on my “must do” list.  While walking the nearby streets I can’t help but think of the thousands of people affected that day.  I look at the sidewalk and think about the dust that covered it, and all of the feet that ran down it that day.

My first visit was in the summer of 2002, so only about ten months after it happened.  I apologize for the quality of these photos, as I didn’t have a digital camera back then.  But I still want to share them.

St. Paul's Chapel - the surrounding fence full of posters and pictures

My second trip to New York City was just last October.

We went across the street to look through an opening but were quickly told to get back, I’m not sure why.  But since it was dark we weren’t really able to see anything anyway.

During today’s news coverage I saw the memorial’s pools for the first time and I think they are absolutely beautiful.  I can’t wait to see the entire memorial when it’s finished and hopefully take another trip to NYC to see it in person.

My thoughts today are with everyone who lost friends and/or loved ones on 9/11, and also all of the heros of that day and all the days since then.  It is because of you that this country is so strong and free.  Thank you.

I May Have Misophonia, But I’m Not Crazy!

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Nothing against my hubby, but I often find myself glaring at him while he sits next to me eating.  There’s a tightness that builds up in my chest and sometimes his chewing is the only thing I can hear, even over the tv.  The same way with his breathing sometimes.  We’ll be sitting on the couch or in a movie theatre and if I hear him breathing you can bet I’ll be distracted by it for quite some time.  You’d think he was breathing right into my ear, nope…just sitting next to me.  But the sound takes over in my head!

This is no surprise to Jake.  He knows that these sounds drive me crazy.  He probably thinks I AM crazy.  So, when I ran across an article about Misophonia, I was instantly relieved to learn that I’m not alone!

People who have misophonia are most commonly annoyed, or even enraged, by the sound of other people eating, breathing, coughing, or other ordinary sounds. They are not normally annoyed by sounds that they themselves make. Reactions to these sounds are not limited, however, to just loud eating noises; people with misophonia find themselves affected by all kinds of noises. Such reactions are also involuntary.

Sensitivity to these sounds tends to be exacerbated by stress or feeling tired/run-down.

- Wikipedia

Now, I’ve never been enraged by these sounds, but they definitely give me anxiety.  There’s no cure for this, although some people deal with it by removing themselves from the situation or using earplugs.  I usually just sit patiently until he finishes his food and then give a huge sigh of relief that I can relax again.

What about you?  Do you suffer from Misophonia?

 

Deep Thoughts


“Everything happens for a reason.”

This has always been one of my favorite quotes and I absolutely believe it’s true.  I’ve been thinking about it a lot lately so I thought I’d share some of my thoughts.

No doubt – people and things change us.  The situations that we go through shape us into who we are.  Sometimes I think back to past events in my life, whether it be something from last month, last year or ten years ago, and think about how things would be different today if I hadn’t gone through that, or met that person.  It seems like everything had to happen just right for me to be where I am today.

I believe that people come into our lives at certain times for certain reasons.  Maybe it’s to lead us to the next great thing, maybe it’s to save us from something, maybe it’s to teach us a lesson.

It can be scary to think about all of this sometimes.  However, the above quote is reassuring.

I do know one thing.  If I hadn’t gone through the specific things that I have I would not have met Jake, we wouldn’t have gotten married, and Carter wouldn’t be here.  So I’m thankful.

So, how’s that for some deep thinking on a Monday?!?

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Controversial? Shouldn’t Be.

If you’ve watched the news at all today you’ve probably seen this J Crew ad.  I saw it not only on our local news this morning, but on the Today Show as well.  When searching for an image of the ad to use in this post I googled “J Crew ad boy nailpolish” and almost every single link that came up had the word controversy or controversial in the title.

Seriously?!?  I am so sick and tired of this crap being all over the headlines.  So what, a boy is wearing pink nailpolish!  My frustration started when this blog post about a little boy who dressed as Daphne from Scooby Doo on Halloween was all over the news.  I personally agree 100% with this mother when she said:

If you think that me allowing my son to be a female character for Halloween is somehow going to ‘make’ him gay then you are an idiot. Firstly, what a ridiculous concept. Secondly, if my son is gay, OK. I will love him no less. Thirdly, I am not worried that your son will grow up to be an actual ninja so back off.

If my daughter had dressed as Batman, no one would have thought twice about it. No one.

I would undoubtedly let Carter wear pink nail polish if he wanted to.  I’d let him buy a baby doll, a barbie doll, wear a pink shirt, a pink dress, or anything he wanted!  It’s society that says the color pink is for a girl.  It’s society that says play kitchens, vacuums, and babies are for little girls and tool benches, matchbox cars, and action figures are for boys.  I say BS!  And I’m honestly so frustrated that it ends up being such a huge deal when someone decides to do something that’s against society’s norms.

We’re talking about kids, here.  Sweet, innocent little minds.  They don’t care what society thinks.  They just know what they like, what makes them feel good, and what’s fun! 

So I give major props to J Crew for publishing this ad.  Not only is it pure genius because they are getting tons of free advertising over it on every national news channel and website, but they weren’t afraid to put it out there for everyone to see.  It’s not wrong, people!  Just different!

So, what do you think?  Would you let your son wear a dress or play with a barbie doll?  Would you let your daughter play with matchbox cars or wear a Spider Man shirt?

Moments and Things

Well, I survived the road trip to my mom’s wedding.  I’m really glad I was able to make it.  Carter did really well and Jake’s mom was a huge help.  My mom gave me some of my old stuff while I was there.  She had come across it when she moved a few months ago.  Going through it has made me think back to my childhood.
 
I find myself remembering a lot of “moments” instead of “things.”  I remember the road trip that my dad and I took from California to Indiana when we were moving.  I remember when my mom bought my dad a guitar and surprised him with it.  Laying out in the sun with my mom, when a friend told me that Freddy Kreuger lived under my house, playing golf with my dad and his real golf clubs in our back yard, coming home from school everyday and having a snack, the day my mom surprised my brother and I with two goldfish, wrestling with my dad, my friends and I making a music video.
 
Now, I do remember some “things.”  I remember getting a bike for Christmas.  I remember my mermaid baby doll, endless Barbie dolls, clothes, and accessories.  My Barbie motor home, my Cabbage Patch doll with wire hair you could style, my Troll collection, my box full of dress up clothes.  But I remember the fun I had with those toys.  The memories I made with them.
 
I guess the whole point that I’m trying to make is that our childhood is about experiences more than about toys and “things.”  It’s about having fun and making memories that you’ll always remember.  Happiness and fun times are two of the most important things that we can give to our children.  We have done so many things with Carter this first year of his life.  I know he won’t remember them, but we’ll tell him about it and show him the pictures.  It’s just the beginning, there are so many more things that I can’t wait to do with him.  Even if it’s something as simple as going to the park and running around, it’s the “moments” with our children that are most important.  And if there are a few special “things” along the way to make those “moments” with, that’s ok too :)
 

Living Different Lives

“All changes, even the most longed for, have their melancholy; for what we leave behind us is a part of ourselves; we must die to one life before we can enter another.”
- Anatole France
One of my favorite tv shows ever is One Tree Hill.  The last two episodes, specifically last week, have been about new chapters in their lives and what comes next for them.  It made me think of the quote above, one of my favorites and it’s so true.
I believe that we live several different lives during the span of our whole life.  I’ve felt this and thought this for years and even wanted to write an inspirational book about it while I was in college.  Well, until I realized that reading a book about my personal life changes and experiences probably wouldn’t be that interesting to others.
Some may categorize their “lives” by relationships they’re in, places they live, spans of time between major life changing events, or a combination of these things.  I, personally, use a combination.  It’s always been clear to me when I’ve entered new lives and left behind the old, and it’s always a bit sad.  Like the quote above says, you have to leave a part of you behind.  Whether that’s a good part of you or a bad part of you, a happy thing in life or a sad thing in life.  You’re still leaving something, and that hurts.  At least to someone who hates change like me. 
The life that I am living now began when Jake and I started dating.  I truly believe that both of us have become new people since we’ve been together.  If we wouldn’t have gotten together I would’ve continued to spiral downward into the deep, dark hole I was going into.  Who knows what would’ve happened or where my life would’ve gone.  But, at times, I still think back to that old life.  To all of my old lives.  And, honestly, it does make me a little sad sometimes.  Not because I wish I could go back, or long for the things or people in those lives.  But just because they were different lives, and there were good parts to all of them.  Good friends, fun times, and happy feelings.  Obviously those lives ended for a reason, because there were bad parts to them too and I wasn’t yet the person that I was meant to be.  
So, how about you – do you feel that you’ve lived different lives?