Time certainly changes things. The man who stood in my office when the second plane hit the building is gone…cancer. All the colleagues I worked with are scattered, each moving on in their own way to marry, divorce, have children, bury friends and embark on new endeavors. I look at the calendar and know it’s been 8 years, but I can remember the shock, the confusion, the adrenaline pumping and not knowing whether to fight or flee. All of that part of 9-11. All still very real with little of the softness that time promises to bring.
If anything seems to have emerged now that the panic button is no longer being pushed..it’s this: we can all pinpoint a moment when as a whole, we started to ask what our lives are really all about. Why are we doing things? Does your job really have meaning? Are we expressing our inner self, sharing joy, being kind, becoming better people because, as we saw on that beautiful Fall morning, life can change in a second.
How about remembering in your own way…examining your heart and sharing the best part of yourself that reflects the unique and compassionate one-of-a-kind soul you are.
Think About This: “The empires of the future are the empires of the mind.” ~ Churchill