remembering…

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familia

This is the morning (12 years ago) that I realized that 3 months and 4 days had passed without a single thing remembered. Yes, it was the morning of September 11, forever marked by the awful things that happened in the sky, but it was also 3 months and 4 days after my father had passed away. 3 months and 4 days of replaying his last day. It took that day – September 11 – to snap me out of my vicious grief cycle. That single awful moment on the morning of September 11 is what reminded me that there was “stuff” left to do.

So today, I think about those that lost someone on September 11. I think about those that were left behind to make sense of life without their loved ones, hoping that they’ve made their way out of the grief and into their new lives.

Besos y abrazos.

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vegetarian. mama. love to cook, read, knit, take pictures and make things. places where food, memory, and culture intersect are my favorite.

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