Of course everyone is talking about 9/11 today. I’ve thought about it myself but I’ve thought more about my brother Brendan, whose fiftieth birthday would have been today. He died in a horrible accident in February.
I asked my mom if she wanted to hang out with her or whatever today. She said she was in Michigan so no can do. How she managed not to fall all to pieces after losing a SECOND child, I don’t know.
I hope his sons are doing okay, and his widow. I’ve only seen them once since the funeral.
I wish this all had not happened. If one of us had to die it should have been one who didn’t have kids that were still young. But it did happen and there’s nothing for it but to deal and move on.