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Ten Years

The tenth anniversary of September 11 is proving to be more emotional for me than I expected.

I think parenthood is part of it.  Every soul that departed was someone’s child.  Many were someone’s parent.  Even the hijackers.  These are things you cannot give too much space in your head.

Parenting requires the daily chore of forgetting. The daily choice of denial.  You cannot handle socks and balanced meals and diapers if you are thinking, “I could be taken away from my children. What space would my absence leave in their lives?” or “My children could die slowly or quickly, peacefully or horrifically, and I would be left to walk this earth with my heart missing,” or “My child could become a force of evil, and maybe that offhand comment I make on a bad day could start the journey.”

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