Kristin Ward is a graduate of Boston University, currently funemployed. She is 5'1", an ESFJ, and a failed vegetarian (crab cakes 4 life). She can lick her elbow. She currently lives in Boston, MA with her tall blonde roommate Chris and their imaginary cat Beatrice.
Catching Elephant is a theme by Andy Taylor
This Sunday
Sunday marks the 10th anniversary of 9/11. I lived in New York at the time, but thankfully my family and friends were safe. From Long Island, we could smell the remnants of the towers from our middle school. Though we were far enough away from the city to stay out of harm’s way, for at least the first day there was a looming sense that we could be attacked too. There was confusion—we only knew we had been attacked. Why? By whom? Will there be more?
Ten years later, I find myself living in Boston. Boston was free from buildings falling to the ground and people throwing themselves out of windows, but Boston is where the planes departed. I’ve taken flights from Logan to JFK so many times I’ve lost track—so many times the thought of terrorism never even crossed my mind. But it did happen, and it happened here. Everyone laughed when the East Coast freaked out about the recent extremely minor earthquake, but when my office building shook, my mind did not go EARTHQUAKE. It instantly thought attack. But the fear of a repeat performance isn’t what stirred me this morning. We mourn the deaths of our friends in New York, but there were victims from Boston too. I think they often go forgotten.
I do not believe in god. I do not subscribe to any religion. But reading about all the services in the Globe have made me desperately want to revisit church on Sunday. Not because of some mournful epiphany. There’s comfort in community, and I want to pay my respects.
Boston University’s Marsh Chapel is holding services all day on Sunday. A non-denominational observance will be held on the Plaza at noon. I’ll be headed there, and anyone else is welcome to join me. I hope I see you.
