I consider myself an upbeat, go-with-the-flow, glass-is-always-full kind of person. I hardly ever get down, cry, or spend much time feeling sorry for myself. I don't tolerate whining, even from myself. It's fall down, get back up, wipe yourself off, and get on with life. That's my philosophy. But sometimes it's a hard philosophy to follow. Sometimes, I just feel all alone and lost, standing in a crazy labrynth disguised and muddled under thick layers of fog.
My intentions for my blog were to always keep it a happy place filled with fun photos and stories about my life with animals on our ranch here in the beautiful mountains of New Mexico. And just saying that actually makes me feel a little better. hah!But the fog is still swirling thickly all around me right now. I think part of the reason is remembering that today is the anniversary of 9/11. I remember watching the news and seeing the planes hit the Twin Towers as it happened. I remember frantically trying to call my husband and one twin son who were on a plane, in the air at the same time of the crashes. I was terrified and felt so helpless.
My husband and son made it home safe and alive, but many innocent people lost their lives that day. And some very evil people changed American's lives so drastically in just a few hours. Even now the long term percussions are still being felt.
9/11 affected my own family's livelihood, taking away Ranchman John's job with US Airways, and forcing us to change our lifestyle. But that's pittance compared to those who lost their lives in the World Trade Center, the Pentagon and UA Flight 93. Today I mourn for them and wish peace for their souls and their families and friends.
As I sit looking out into the thick, heavy fog I realize that war still rages in Iraq, Hurricane Ike is bearing down on the U.S, a new Presidency is looming, and today's 9/11 memorial is a jarring reminder of how life can be changed in an instant, with far reaching repercussions. We should all take a moment to remember how precious life is and how our freedoms should never be taken for granted.
20 comments :
Well said. The best thing we can do for those who were killed that day is to always remember and, in that remembering, to honor them.
Dan
What a beautiful post, Lisa!
It helped to lift me up out of my own little, school induced, pity party, "fog."
We should never forget the events of that day, nor the events that are still unfolding because of it.
Hope that you are feeling better too :)
I can't imagine how frightening it must have been to have been touched so personally by that tragedy.
I'm glad to hear that you and your family were and continue to be safe.
Lisa-
You do not have to post this comment...you are welcome to dispose of it if you want to, but I wanted to come back over and say that I read your comment on Carolynn's blog, and you are not alone girl!!!! It made me start crying, because I feel the same way about my husband and my life.
Now that I am older and wiser, I think that I am somebody who should never have gotten married. Simple as that. Being married keeps me from doing so many things...oh well...hind sight is 20/20, right?
Just know that it is OK to feel the way that you do, and that I am right there, feeling along side with you :)
Melanie
I remember that morning so well also. I was actually up during all this as I had a rare day shift.
It shook me to my core. Being neighbours and allies and very similar I knew this would have an effect here in Canada as well.
That day has changed the lives of everyone in the Western world. USA took the personal brunt of an attack that was waged against the lifestyle and culture of the "Western World" and my sympathies lie for everyone who suffered a loss, American, Canadian and anyone from all the other nations that had folks in those buildings and on those flights.
Carolynn,
I'm sure you know why I deleted your second post. But I want you to know "Thank you from the bottom of my heart"
Thank you, thank you.
I sometimes have to gently remind my kids of how life really is, when they're carrying on about how terrible their lives are (homework, annoying friends, etc.).
We all need to remember how good we really have it.
Lisa
Thanks for the comments, it did scare the poop out of me with the bees, and Jag tying up.
You can get the JC's at Jeffers
www.jeffersequine.com - I think it is listed under supplements.
I need your help in fixing my pics. I am still so new at this. I was actually thinking yesterday that I wished my pics looked like yours. Email me when you get a chance and help me figure out what I am doing wrong. jdaniels@nsr-inc.com This is my work email so I might not be able to fix it until Monday.
Thanks again !
Hi Lisa,
We want to read about you and your life on the fun days and foggy ones.
I didn't lose anyone on that day but i still cry when I hear the stories of people who did.
We do have a lot of bad in this life and it is nice we can connect and help each other see a lot of the good.
Keep typing my friend.
Beautifully written post Twinville. And you could have been describing me in your self-description. Guess we really are "bare-foot" souls. Shall we holler for one another in the fog? :)
I can relate, about feeling foggy. The 9-11 anniversary was tough and yesterday I was all out of whack, ending up in tears at the end of the day.
I do hope the sun dawns on your foggy mood soon!
Hey Lisa,
Re: Storm Clouds, Fogs, Tears, and Dreams.
I'm honoured and you have touched me, as well. That's what friends are for.
Much love and Big Hugs,
Carolynn
It's good to be upbeat. But I don't think anyone can do so 100% of the time, and we can all relate to those moments of being "lonely in the fog." Great post. I enjoyed it and identified with it.
Dan & Betty,
Such wise words. Thanks for commenting :)
Melanie,
You're the best. I just love when you leave such uplifting comments on my blog (and yours, too, for that matter. hah!)
CDN Cowgirl,
It's so great having neighbors like you, just one country over. I always enjoy reading your thoughts. :)
Oh yes, CeeCee, Isn't THAT the truth. haha
HI Jamie,
Thanks for the info on the Tie up. I just placed an order with Jeffers for a new fly mask and wormer, so it'll have to be on my next order, darn. Sounds like miracle stuff, though.
I wish I could ride with you someday. You seem like you have some awesome experience and knowledge. Mind sharing?
Just don't make me canter! haha
I'll try to help you with the photo stuff, but I'm kind of a fly by the seat of my pants computer person. Often something just works...and I don't evne know why! haha
I'm glad you like my photos, though. I'll send ya an e-mail this weekend.
Sugarcreekstuff,
You are already a dear friend. When I finally meet you, I know I'l have met my kindred spirit. You are always such a kind and sweet person. Thank you :)
Hi Farm Mom
I just knew it! We are barefoot sole (get it: SOLE. tee hee) sisters.
Let's just hold hands together in the fog, instead. Barefoot! :)
Hi Pony Girl,
Awww, so sorry you were feeling down and in the fog, too. And right after you bout with being sick...and having to go back to work and be away from My Boy more often.
Ok, NOW I'm going to cry! :(
Thanks for commenting and making me feel less alone. :)
Carolynn,
I'm so glad I found you and have been spending more time at your blog getting to know you a little better. What a rainbow through the fog and storms, you are.
Thank you. :)
Hi Rural Writer. I SO sppreciate what you wrote. And what a relief. I've missed your comments on my blog.
Of course, I've kind of been a slacker at reading many of my favorites, including yours.
I think I lost you when you changed your blog site a while back. I'll be sure to visit now more often. Thanks again :)
What a beautiful reminder of how our blessings and freedoms should never be taken for granted. I love your blog. Enjoy your week and I look forward to checking in again soon.
Mechelle in Atlanta
So beautifully said! I cannot imagine the fear you had on that day worrying about your hubby and son. So hard!
I will remember.
This is so beautiful. I still feel the horror of that day so much when I think of it. I have a friend that lived in an apartment building next to the towers. Although he was away at work that day he lost everything from photos to his wifes baby grand piano. She was a concert pianist and lost her all of her recordings and of course her piano. They could salvage nothing. Not even their clothes. Thank you for posting this. We need to remember.
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