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The clear blue sky
Sep. 11th, 2010 02:58 pmToday, I am doing housework in my own home, and homework for my MFA and listening to the occasional sounds of jet planes from the air show that's happening down by the Pittsburgh airport.
Nine years ago, I was living in someone else's house and I was heartsick and glued to the TV as we watched the news.
I still have the same job in the same office, close to the airport.
In the days that followed, nine years ago, I did not hear any airplane noises. There were no contrails. Only birds graced the air.
Part of my was utterly fascinated to look into that fall sky and see and hear what had not been seen nor heard in my lifetime--a sky without planes. It was a beautiful sight, for a horrible, horrible reason.
Today, there's an airshow in those skies, and I am grateful for it.
My heart goes out to all those who lost loved ones that day, to all who were affected by its events.
Nine years ago, I was living in someone else's house and I was heartsick and glued to the TV as we watched the news.
I still have the same job in the same office, close to the airport.
In the days that followed, nine years ago, I did not hear any airplane noises. There were no contrails. Only birds graced the air.
Part of my was utterly fascinated to look into that fall sky and see and hear what had not been seen nor heard in my lifetime--a sky without planes. It was a beautiful sight, for a horrible, horrible reason.
Today, there's an airshow in those skies, and I am grateful for it.
My heart goes out to all those who lost loved ones that day, to all who were affected by its events.