It’s kind of hard to
write about romance on a solemn day like this one. I cry when I think about all
the husbands who lost wives and wives that lost husbands. I cry when I remember
all the people who posted missing posters, and requested help in finding their
loved ones. I cry for all the police and firemen who selflessly sacrificed
their lives on that awful day.
Last year my husband
and I visited New York City and went to the site of the tragedy. It was a
moving experience for both of us. In fact, my husband requested we leave before
the tour was finished. Waves of sadness flowed over us, especially when we read
the names of the departed.
But one thing that did
bring us a measure of hope was the tree that escaped all the destruction.
Horticulturists lovingly cared for the damaged callery pear tree and
subsequently dubbed it The Survivor Tree. Many visitors took photographs,
including me.
In the midst of your
sadness today, take time to say “I love you” to your loved ones. We know not
when our last day will be on this earth.
Love,
Denise
1 comment:
Poignant post, Denise. I love that they're sending seeds of the pear tree out to survivors of other tragedies.
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