That September Day...

I was 11. I was in math class that morning. The phones were ringing off the hook and we began watching the news. It was utter and total chaos. I remember not fully understanding everything at such a young age, but I felt sad for our country.

Its still hard to believe. I remember the footage of the victims jumping out of the buildings. The looks of horror and despair on people's faces, running all over Manhattan, trying to get out before the buildings collapsed. Such heartbreak for this country. Its terrible a thing like this would happen on US soil. Such loss right here on our own land. So many parents, daughters, sons, aunts, uncles, cousins, in-laws, husbands, wives, etc., that didn't get to come home that day. So many people.

I was blessed enough to be able to go to NYC in the Spring of 2006. We went to Ground Zero. It was a very humbling and heartbreaking experience. I'm tearing up thinking about it now. They were still cleaning up so much debris from that day. Almost five years later. I also was able to go into the chapel across the street where emergency responders took shifts sleeping in between searching for survivors. I cried. I cried for our country. For all the victims and their families. There was a whole wall of "Missing" posters put up for victims that haven't been recovered, and probably never will be recovered. There were signs hung up all over the chapel of support from countries all over the world. They cried with us that day. They remembered. So should we.

If you ever get to experience this, I urge you to partake in it. This experience will change and move you for the better. Please don't forget what happened on this day 11 years ago.

Sometimes Its The Little Things

So I'm just sitting here alone at home tonight. Like always. Its a little depressing because its my norm, but I decided to try and focus on the good things.

I have a job. It is very hard work, but I have a job.

I have a sweet dog to keep my lonesome self company. She is no Itzy Bitzy (my old dog, whom I miss so much and still cry about), but she is a good dog. With some training she will be a great one.

I have my Father, that I can call anytime during the night or day. He is always there for me. He annoys me sometimes, but I am thankful to have him in my life. He is very supportive and without him I my life would have turned out a lot differently.

I have a single brew cup Keurig that my dad leaves here. I have some yummy coffee flavors that help wake me up in the morning. I really like having my peace and quiet with my coffee and cigarette in the morning.

While I don't have a boyfriend, friends to hang out with, a lot of money, or anything to do besides work, I do have these things I have listed above. And if that's all my life ever turns out to be, I will be okay with it.

Wel...

So I've been working. A lot. Like, 12 hour days. But that's the norm for this career. I'm okay with it, I just need to adjust. The money is going to be amazing and I can't wait. I really enjoy the people I work with. My dog doesn't appreciate me being so busy, but she will be okay. Its an adjustment for us both.

I'm annoyed with one of my friends in New York. She's so caught up in this new boyfriend of hers, I rarely hear from her. When I do hear from her, its on her terms and since I'm busy now, it just can't be like that. But I hate when a friend gets involved with a guy and she's basically up his ass. Pardon my French, but you know what I'm talking about. Its just wrong to act like this one person is more important at all times. I feel like with any situation in life, a good balance is much needed.

Anyway, I've got to make some dinner at almost 11 p.m., hahaha! I'll wrong more tomorrow night since I'll be out working around 9 hours instead of 12 or longer. I think I'm going to make some yummy beef stew on Sunday. If I do, I'll post the recipe that evening.