Wednesday, December 14, 2011

The Ride Over.

I took a US Airways flight to Germany on September 11th. I had gone from Watertown to Albany to DC, where the State department issued me a passport on Sunday. On the 10th anniversary of the day that started it all.

I went to the USO center at Dulles and a volunteer walked me through security and down to the gate. She spoke to someone behind the desk and I boarded last. I found myself sitting in business class, wearing a pink "Bomb Squad" t-shirt, next to a nice German businessman.

I had pictures from last Christmas. Aaron had grown a goatee and his eyes were sparkling. I cried to myself because I was terrified he would never look at me like that again. One of the flight attendants, also a psychologist, prayed while I wept.

I had never been more scared in my whole life.

His face is nearly the same now as it was then. There's a scar on his left cheek, but his eyes are the same. And for that reason alone, this is a lucky life.


  1. You are so much stronger than you think...your positivity and strength through this difficult time has been inspring! Keep it up girl!!

  2. I teared up reading this. You have no idea how strong you truly are. I hope you're able to use your experiences to comfort those in need. Keep doing what you're doing. Your strength really is inspiring.

  3. You are a role model for us all. Hugs!!

  4. speechless. I can't imagine what you were going through.