Tomorrow Is A Sad Day...

I'm in charge of organizing special events at my job. And part of my duty is to organize a simple and effective September 11th Observance.

It's always hard. Our people are good people and we recognize that any of us could have been victims. Being in Cali, Bay Area, it definitely could've been anyone on one of those airplanes.

I try to keep it simple. One of the bosses says a few words. We have a moment of silence. The flag is lowered, then raised to half staff. My daughter will sing the National Anthem for us. And then the bagpipes will begin.

Yes, I have a big box of tissues ready. I expect to cry, again, as I have every year. I don't just cry for the victims, and the rescuers who gave their own lives in trying to save the civilians. I cry for the many, many people who've been mislead by lies, whether secular or religious. I cry for the loss of innocence. I cry for the children whose parents didn't come home on that sad day.

I cry for the children. Children don't deserve the messes we adults leave behind for them. Our time will come and go and the bad decisions we make today will affect our children, our children's children, and so on. And sometimes those bad decisions just seem so rational and logical at the time.

Only time reveals the massive holes in our thinking processes.

September 11 was and is a sad day. Yet, the sun will shine, the birds will sing, life will go on. Such a cliche, and yet so true.

I pray for Truth on this day. Let the Truth be revealed, let all the hidden dark secrets be brought into the Light. Let the Light show us the right Path to follow. And let us follow it to the End, when we are reunited with our loved ones in Heaven. Let it be so, today, tomorrow and forever. Amen, Amen, and Amen.