March 20, 2013

Ten years ago today

The day itself is not seared in my memory. I know I went to work, I know I followed the news all day.

What is painfully fresh still is the way I felt that day.

I've been a politics/news junkie since I was young.

So I, like most everyone here, knew the deal on this bullshit war.

And, my baby brother was there. He was born when I was 11, to my heart he is my first born child.

I was unspeakably angry and vibrating with terror. I felt that I would do something desperate if he was killed. I'm still so angry that he was changed, hurt by his experience even though he is physically whole. It's a scar that won't heal.

I've been dwelling on this all day and felt the need to share it somewhere.

Thank you for the safe place DU provides, please share your memories.