When events occur suddenly altering the course of lives, that moment is frozen in time. Today is one of those days … 9/11. Ask any American (or citizens around the world) if they remember where they were or what they were doing on September 11, 2001, and I bet they can tell you.
That day altered the course for 2,977 people who got up, went to work, like any other day. But within a few short hours there was tremendous loss of lives, heartache for families and a nation and world in tremendous grief. That’s what loss does.
Remembering September 11 always tugs at my heart strings, but this year more than others. You see this week we began our recovery groups for those wounded by a past abortion. They suffered losses, too, but were never allowed to grieve those losses. We help them in that grief process.
There are many millions of men and women who have suffered loss, the “walking wounded” we call them, stuck in some type of grief limbo, but not knowing how to complete the process. The common denominator among all of us … we remember the day.
Tagged: 9/11, grief and loss
