I am not sure how this blog will be received or if I should write it at all. So at the very start of it I will apologise to anyone I may offend or can't understand the reasoning behind it.
Sunday is the anniversary of 9/11. I remember watching the event on my PC at work, watching in horror the events unfolding. Watching as the twin towers collapse. Feeling for those who have died and the people they have left behind. Why can I not have those feelings now? Why do I turn over when anything comes on about it? Yesterday I broke down when a relative was being interviewed and it hit me, it was jealously. You see 2 1/2 years ago my son died, no one was remembering him, TV programs were not mentioning him, February 2nd is not remembered as a world event, why not? I was hurting just as much as that relative being interviewed and I cried. I cried on and off most of the day for Kristian, my died son, I am crying writing this. I wanted to shout out to the TV "Who remembers my son, is his death any less hurtful? Is he not worth remembering?". No one really apart from his family remembers him in reality.
Sunday is the anniversary of 9/11. I remember watching the event on my PC at work, watching in horror the events unfolding. Watching as the twin towers collapse. Feeling for those who have died and the people they have left behind. Why can I not have those feelings now? Why do I turn over when anything comes on about it? Yesterday I broke down when a relative was being interviewed and it hit me, it was jealously. You see 2 1/2 years ago my son died, no one was remembering him, TV programs were not mentioning him, February 2nd is not remembered as a world event, why not? I was hurting just as much as that relative being interviewed and I cried. I cried on and off most of the day for Kristian, my died son, I am crying writing this. I wanted to shout out to the TV "Who remembers my son, is his death any less hurtful? Is he not worth remembering?". No one really apart from his family remembers him in reality.
