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Friday, September 14, 2001Keith went to bed early and I have been surfing. Reading blogs and trying to find some new sites to explore. I did hit the Notre Dame official website and read The Observer online. (the university newspaper) President Fr. Malloy had a mass on the quad on Tuesday after noon....about 6000+ students attended. Last count, the enrollment was between 7 and 8 thousand but I am not sure. They are having a candlelight vigil Sunday evening at the Grotto (which I mentioned on the back porch for those who saw the pic). It gave me a sense of community to read about what was going on there.Tonight, I wanted to watch some mindless TV. I wanted to escape from watching minute by minute interviews....not because I don't care, but because I do. I need some lessening of the empathy I am feeling. But, nothing much was on, so we talked, I read, he went to bed, and I surfed. I tried to call my brother in New York but you still can't get through easily. I hope by Sunday or Monday I can talk to him. Jeff (the one in CA) sent an email that links to an article about reservists being called for duty....and engineers are mentioned. That is him. A reservist with the Air Force, and an engineer. I feel the need to call everyone this weekend. Good thing we have minutes to spare on our 500 month plan. (although I did use about 150 between two far away friends....) Tomorrow Keith is working from 6-2 and then we are heading to the harvest festival put on by the sisters of St. Joseph. They are the ones who founded our school so I feel a need to go out and buy a few things to support the retired and sick sisters. Sunday I think we are going to dinner with my Mom and grandparents. At some point this weekend, I NEED to do some lesson-planning for the next few weeks. I can teach without having it all set, but it is much easier to have an idea of where I am when I go in to teach. Well, I am tired. So, after I do a bit of work tomorrow, I may be back to talk. Or I may wait until Sunday. Have a weekend full of peace and friendship. We all can use it.
I am here at work, trying to find normalcy in a world where sadness is in my heart. I can feel the pain of those who have tried to hope, and after 4 days are giving up and accepting that their wife/husband/parent/child is gone forever, and that they didn't get to say "good-bye". I watch the rescue workers and feel like I can do nothing because I cannot give blood due to previous illness. But as the single tear creeps out of my eye, I remember I can pray. And I will. As I have been reading blogs of people across the world, I see so many opinions and thoughts. Some I agree with, and the comments and thoughts bring tears to my eyes because it is what I feel. Others make me angry because of the cynicism. I am not a cynic. I never will be, and when I see one who is I go back into my "how?" questioning. There are more people hurt than we can even imagine: those who are emotionally hurt due to death, physically hurt but also spiritually because they survived, and those who will never see life the same way again. The chaos and shock. The wondering. The knowledge that our world is changed. For us and for our children. We are having a noon prayer service today. I want to get through it, but I look at the pictures and all I can think of is the hurt of America.
Thursday, September 13, 2001For anyone who is looking for me here today, I most likely won't be around. We had our annual senior-freshman picnic. Great weather and a chance for them to "get away" from school. Then, I have my nail appt, and a meeting tonight-----not work related. It is my community service/social club. Since I have not seen MJ in weeks, we most likely will go out after it. So, till tomorrow, take care.posted by chris on 2:33 PM | go ahead - link me!
Wednesday, September 12, 2001Do you need the link? Go and read what we all have been saying on the back porch. It is like listening to friends discuss how they are feeling, and it helps you understand more of how you feel.posted by chris on 9:29 PM | go ahead - link me!
Shock, chaos, sadness, anger, confusion, and fear. These are feelings that I am sure people in New York, DC, and on the planes felt. But as an American, I feel them too. I feel the shock of disbelief that this is happening here--to people I may or may not know. We all have connections to various people in these areas, and it effects us. The chaos of dealing with children who ask "why" when the only question in my head is "why". The sadness I can't shake....for those who lost friends, family, and for those who don't know what happened to the people in their life. And fear. . .being close to the Pittsburgh area, I know exactly where the plane hit. And it could have been in a building where someone I love was working. I had a long blog a few days ago about my continuous wondering...."why". And this is just more. I am having a hard time understanding why people would do this. Because behind each attack, behind the plan...were people. People who hated enough to not care who they killed in the World Trade Center, or in the pentagon.
Monday, September 10, 2001Somedays you may want to talk, but you can't find the time. Other days, you don't have much to say and you have the time. Oh well, here is the day in a quick look. I worked and my darling: did the laundry, vacuumed the house, watered the flowers, cleaned the bathroom, and went to the post office to mail a package. Then, I called to let him know I had to stop at the doctor's office before I went to the store....and as soon as I got home, he took over the spaghetti/garlic bread preparations for dinner. He knows I am not feeling too good so he is being extra darling!!I have another UTI and am now on a sulfa drug to clear it up. Add to that, I am cramping from my period and I feel like I need to just curl up for a day or two. However, I work all day and evening tomorrow. It never fails---I get my period on the day I have to run group and I am wiped by 8:00 pm. Keith took off to see if his son was home. Last night, K's daughter said that J had left B (his son) because he had been drinking more lately. So, K wanted to show off his Jeep and decided to just ride out there to see if he could find out what is going on. They only got married last October, and have a 2 year old daughter. But B does drink a little too much in my opinion, but working in the alcohol field doesn't always I am going to curl up now with water---important for bladder/urinary infections, and I will chat with you tomorrow.
Sunday, September 09, 2001OK, something went wrong and I can't seem to edit. So, here is the end of that thought....join us at the back porchposted by chris on 3:35 PM | go ahead - link me!
The yardsale is over. (and so is my weekend, ***sigh***). I managed to make over $100 which is good. We still didn't sell my sleeper sofa so we will try one more ad in the "horse trader" and "green sheet" to see if anyone could use it at a camp. If not, we will donate it to some organization who will pick it up. Keith is watching the Steelers lose and I took a quick shower so I could come up here and just ramble. As the summer heatwave leaves Pittsburgh, I am getting more energy to do things around the house. I think the heat really wipes me out many times in the summer, so I do really good in the fall as it gets a bit cooler. I also want to write for The Other Side. I want to finish up a few
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