A Day to Remember for More than Darkness

9/11 Tribute on the eve of the 13th anniversary in NYC (photo by Jason Puris)

Remembering the good in a time of sorrow

Today, I remember …

I remember running down to the corporate break room because someone said a plane crashed into one of the twin towers.

I remember the hair standing up on the back of my neck as I watched live a second plane crash into the second tower. At that instant it became ominously clear we were under attack.

I remember turning to my friend, Monte Mills, and he looked sad, mad and depressed all at once as he slumped down in a chair.

I said, “Are you alright?”

“I have to go back to war …”

Monte had just returned from South America. And I can only imagine him thinking about leaving his kids again and what dangers might lie ahead. About how long this would impact us and him. Those words hit me hard too. My friend was possibly going back into the face of danger because danger came calling.

I remember the first responders rushing into the buildings on television, and the nausea I felt as the first building began to crumble. All happening live before our eyes.

I remember thinking to myself “what now?”

Well, here we are today … in the now.

I remember the birth of my niece on that same day, Becca Bonds, born into adversity not of her own doing. Her health and life was in question from the start. Would she pull through. Would she have complications and “be normal.”

My sister stepped in to care for Becca unconditionally no matter what the outcome might have been and later adopted her having been there since her first moments in life.

I see Becca now as a reminder of hope and love. A beacon of light on a day that seemed nothing but darkness. Love and goodness when the world seemed full of hate and evil. A beautiful, kind, loving spirit. Smart and funny too. Better than normal.

For all the faults we have as a country, it seems we still find a way to persevere and lift each other up when we can’t do it on our own.

So I remember, and Becca is what I try not to forget. Something beautiful came at a time of tragedy. A reminder to find the good in the darkest of times.

I’m happy to say Happy Birthday to my beautiful niece and her beautiful heart. A miracle on a day that needed miracles.

Happy 13th Birthday Becca!
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