Life With A Side Of Autism

LIFE WITH A SIDE OF AUTISM

Tuesday, September 11, 2012

Where Were You When The World Stopped Turning?

I think that song, more than any other, captures the feeling of that day. The fear, the anger, the tears - the strangers reaching across to take someone's hand.

It was my first day at a new corporate job, and we were all gathered, transfixed around a small TV that had been wheeled into a conference room. With every blast of fire, every body hitting the ground, every piece of building crashing to the ground, hands reached out, arms went around shoulders, and we all moved closer, united in our grief and our helpless rage. No one questioned when we all left work early to be with our families. No one talked about sales quotas or meetings or work that had to be done. We all did what we had to do and left to go home and hold the ones we loved.

They shut down the regional rails out of the city, but the trolleys still ran. I picked my  husband up at an unfamiliar station, and helped him shuttle a co-worker to his car twenty miles down the road. There was a lot of traffic, but we weren't angry, or inconvenienced. We offered rides to people at the station, we offered a working cell phone if their battery had died, and we, like everyone else, remembered the one fundamental truth of that day: we're all in this together.

And now, in this season of politics and name-calling and finger pointing, I hope we can - if only for today - remember that simple truth. We are many in a great nation, made greater by the richness of our diversity, the freedom in our voices, and the common love of family, friends and personal liberty that tie us all together. Just for today, let's remember who we were then.

I think that song, more than any other, captures the feeling of that day. The fear, the anger, the tears - the strangers reaching across to take someone's hand.





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