The other evening, while I was in NYC laying in my hotel bed, I noticed that I had a great view of the Freedom Tower. The Freedom Tower was built after the Twin Towers were destroyed on September 11, 2001 in an act of terrorism. I will never forget that day and the emotions which were stirring in me at the time. I, as were many others, was changed that day. I have been to the memorial site in NYC, a peaceful and meditative spot. And while I didn’t personally know anyone who was killed on that day, I hope to never forget all of those who lost their lives simply going about their daily tasks.
As I lay in the bed, curtains open so I could take in the view, I was moved once again by a myriad of emotions as the tower illuminated the darkness of that spot. And maybe that is the point, the whole of my reflection right there; an illumination of darkness. Looking at the picture we see that if the tower were not there, in its place would be darkness. I lay in the bed and imagine what it was like for the person laying in this same bed the night of Sept 10 and then the night of Sept 11, 2001. I imagine the chaos of the day, the sorrow of the day, the confusion of the day. Yet, as I blink, there it is, a tower once again.
This new tower does not erase what happened on that fateful morning, but this new tower, in its illumination, honors those who were lost. The Tower’s presence demonstrates that no matter what happens in life, there is hope; there is light. And as I lay in my bed looking at the tower I see a plane ascending into the sky, flying just to the right of the building. How appropriate. Life does go on. It takes time; but life does move forward.
As I drifted off to sleep, my thoughts and prayers were focused on hope. Hope does not forget the past nor wipe it away. But hope provides the strength and the reason to wake each day and continue on with life. We don’t forget; we remember. Yet, as we remember, we continue on into our future.
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