No Day But Today (9/11)

I didn't sleep well last night, and when my alarm went off at 5:15 today, I was surprised to wake up with RENT's "No Day But Today" screaming in my head. Specifically, the gorgeous new Idina Menzel version. I got in the car to go to Zumba and hooked up my iPod. I sang my heart out. A couple hours later, driving Max to the JCC, I made him listen to it as I sang along again. When we hit the last turn, where the sun is always particularly bright, there were tears streaming down my face.

Another year, another 9/11. It seems I have a hard time not writing on this day. I have written where I was on 9/11, and last year I wrote on the tenth anniversary. I still can't believe we're expected to work, to go to school, to just go on with this day as usual. I wasn't there, I have no special attachments, I was just one of the millions watching all over the world as the tragedy unfolded. But I can't help marking today.

It's a Tuesday morning again, another fantastically bright, crisp fall day. So many images are seared into my memory, and I think of them often, not just on anniversaries. The sun against that perfect blue sky.

I don't totally believe that there is no day but today. Today, there is Hebrew school and early school release, there are dirty dishes and work. Today is not a day where "my only goal is just to be." But I hope maybe you'll join in this song with me, just for a couple of minutes, and remember.