Good Things Can Happen on September 11thSeptember 11, 1998.
That is our wedding anniversary. It was chosen totally by accident: after "being friends" for over ten years, we decided in August 1997, to "take our relationship to the next level".
After several rounds of "telephone tag", we made a date on Thursday, September 11, 1997 to take "the big step"...
Everything went well and in February, 1998, we became engaged. We chose as our wedding date, Friday, September 11, 1998--only because that date was exactly one year from the day we decided to make our relationship permanent. Besides, our wedding was very small: 10 guests, the minister, and our favorite Patti LaBelle song on CD.
Then came 2001--after experiencing the shock along with the rest of America, I was kinda "bummed" that the Attacks happened on our third wedding anniversary, until...
...on Thursday, September 13, 2001, I saw a gentleman on TV walking around and around the Pentagon looking totally despondent and lost.
I found out from the TV commentary that September 11 2001 was his TWENTY-FIFTH wedding anniversary, and he had lost his wife in the Pentagon. They were going to have a celebration dinner that night after she came home from work...of course, she never did come home.
I was never "bummed" again; and the picture of that lost and broken man will never leave me.
Seldom Blues in the RenCen. We will enjoy the music and looking out at the Detroit River. We'll talk about all the good times and challenging times, and I promise I won't remind him about eating all of the leftover fried chicken before I got home from work. Speaking of "work", that's what marriage is: lots of work, with a healthy dose of commitment. It really helps if you've married your best friend. And of course, we will never forget our 3,000 fellow Americans who will not be able to celebrate anything ever again.
Shameless Plug: please read my husband's blog The "D" Spot...
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