Showing posts with label Sadness. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Sadness. Show all posts

Monday, April 15, 2013

Boston

At some point, I'll be able to collect my thoughts appropriately.

Right now is not that time.

I'll leave you with this.

It's reflected on the wall of BAM in NY tonight for those struggling with today's events.

Even through the hatred and evil, you will always see light. Watch the videos and you'll see people running towards the devastation trying to help. Even when humanity shows it's worst, there is always good - and that good is always more than the bad.

Friday, December 14, 2012

Sadness..



A terrible tragedy struck Sandy Hook, Connecticut today.  Innocent children were killed, tormented and traumatized.  Innocent children. 

I don't have much else to say because...really, what is there to say?  This is so beyond fucked up and horrific...that there isn't even a word for it.

My thoughts and prayers are with the families that have been touched by this heinous act.

Life is so precious, cherish every moment you can with those you love.



XOXO,
B

Saturday, February 11, 2012

Goodbye Whitney...

How sad. 

An incredible talent lost and a life cut short.

This album was the first album my sister and I ever bought with our pooled allowance money. 
  


I wish her the peace in death that eluded her in life.



B

Saturday, September 10, 2011

10 Years Later..

“Time is passing. Yet, for the United States of America, there will be no forgetting September the 11th. We will remember every rescuer who died in honor. We will remember every family that lives in grief. We will remember the fire and ash, the last phone calls, the funerals of the children. “
- President George W. Bush, November 11, 2001



Ten years later..and it seems like everything happened yesterday.  I still have this dull ache in my chest when I go downtown and remember the way things were.  I still feel my stomach sink when listen to someone talk about where they were on September 11, 2001.  I think it's one of those things that, while the rest of the country was able to move on in a small way, New York could never forget.  And this weekend, with the terror alert level raised, I've been harshly reminded that 9/11 didn't just change our lives ten years ago...it changed our world forever.


I used to think the most painful thing I'd ever witnessed in the streets of New York were walking by the Missing posters post-9/11...knowing that none of those people were ever coming home.  That their families...standing on the street corners giving out posters and checking every list available...would never find peace. 


But ten years later, I think the most painful thing is that this has become normalcy.  This way of life...with armed guards in subway stations...checkpoints on Madison Avenue...


This is today's New York City.  This is my city.


Something about that breaks my heart. 


I wandered off to the Second Life WTC Memorial (http://slurl.com/secondlife/New%20York%20NYC/222/17/21). The greeting was interesting.    


State Of Liberty:  Blissie Boucher, Welcome to New York, home of the Staue of Liberty and the World Trade Center Memorial. We are getting ready for our 9/11 Memorial event this Sunday. Please remove all weapons. You will see 2996 flags all over the streets, there is one for every soul lost that day. The country lets you know where they were from.


Immensely touching.  And astonishing to see all of the flags lining the sim streets of NYC.  Almost 3,000 lives stolen...cut short...futures and destinies erased in a heartbeat.  The memorial with the names was MASSIVE...much like the real one.  And the each memorial slate held the names of those that were lost in the WTC ten years ago.  The creator of this sim...did an amazing job. 










The more I write this, the sadder I get.


The inscription on the Washington Park arch, which is the hub for the 9/11 SL memorial tomorrow speaks volumes:


Let us raise a standard to which the wise and the honest can repair. The event is in the hand of God. — George Washington


So many things I wish were different, but are not.  So many things I wish I could erase before I bring children of my own into this world, but cannot. 


At the end of the day, all I can truly do today is offer my prayers.  I can pray for the fallen from 9/11.  I can pray for peace for them...and those they've left behind.  I can pray for all of the soldiers that have been lost since September 11, 2011 to today, and I can pray for their families.


And my last prayer is for everyone.



September 11, 2011.  We will never forget.

Ever.


B