tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7743965357861234981.post8564084863028793477..comments2023-06-12T10:56:08.134-05:00Comments on nsomniasaum: Sunrise: 6:55amSaumhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05684586617971796705noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7743965357861234981.post-74013260037088351962013-09-11T16:04:54.222-05:002013-09-11T16:04:54.222-05:00I give thanks every day for the life I have and fo...I give thanks every day for the life I have and for the life of those I love. It's so short, so precious, I don't waste a minute of it. Perhaps those who went into the light that day chose on some level to do so. They went for us, to remind of us of what we have. We have been lazy and unfulfilled in our lives. Or at least I was until then. I lost three friends to the Towers. Every year, I light a candle for them. And every year I remember them, I say their names and I thank them. Because of them, I went to Haiti and became a mambo. And so I give thanks on this day of remembrance. Thanks for reminding me of how precious life is, and for urging me to try and make the world a better place.Mambo Vye Zo Komande LaMenfohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16708399527801949820noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7743965357861234981.post-14050752058258854112010-09-11T17:22:23.071-05:002010-09-11T17:22:23.071-05:00this is a very moving post. i feel the same way. ...this is a very moving post. i feel the same way. i could never credit my luck to a micromanager god, because what about the unlucky ones? life is so fleeting and precious. but i am thankful that i've been lucky so far.Iktomihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06764173102454691516noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7743965357861234981.post-14163554173443287222010-09-11T11:08:14.449-05:002010-09-11T11:08:14.449-05:00It's surreal every time I try to think about. ...It's surreal every time I try to think about. We have so many friends in NYC, and everybody knows somebody who's lost someone. I feel for everyone's loss.<br /><br />This day always has a double meaning for me, being my dad's birthday as well. I always had trouble remembering his birthday before the event, was in 9/9 or 9/13 -- afterward I always knew, 9/11. Now he's gone too.<br /><br />Loss is tough. It's a powerful emotion. It's sad that people could do this, hurt so many all at once. I sincerely hope they can do something with the spot. Something meaningful for all of us. <br /><br />I feel for your tears.Urbanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06019262251107123583noreply@blogger.com