Diatribe: Never Take A Day For Granted.
Last Friday, I visited “ground zero” for the first time since the terrorist attacks of September 11, 2001. It was five days before the twelfth anniversary of the tragedy yet I remembered it so vividly … as if it was just yesterday. As I stood there, beneath the new skyscraper rising in the space that once contained the World Trade Center, reliving the feelings I experienced that terrible morning from the safety of my home so very far away, I could hardly imagine the pain and the agony of those who were actually present.
I remember the sickness in the pit of my stomach as I felt the tragic loss of so many strangers. I’m glad I remember.
I hope I never forget.
I hope every one of us always remembers to never take a day for granted. Each time you part, tell them you love them, let the last thing they see be your smile, the last thing they hear be your laughter and the last thing they feel be your love.
“You’ve gotta dance like there’s nobody watching,
Love like you’ll never be hurt,
Sing like there’s nobody listening,
And live like it’s heaven on earth.”
William W. Purkey
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