Tag: nine-eleven

  • 2021-09-12 Twenty Years

    2021-09-12 Twenty Years

    I didn’t write anything yesterday. I didn’t spend too much time thinking about nine eleven either except little discussions and rememberances that popped up in the course of conversations with Jim. Where he was. Where I was. How he had a one year old son and I had my first child on the way. He…

  • 2017-09-11 Sixteen Years Ago Today

    Sixteen years ago, about this time of the day I was sitting in a perpetually unbearable conference room in a temporary building being rented by the health system to accommodate an overflow of people needed to support a number of mission critical implementation projects. I was pregnant with Z and still in the first trimester.…