Posts Tagged ‘remembrance’
Delayed Reaction
If I have an itch, I have two choices: scratch it or avoid scratching it. Sometimes I scratch the itch, even though I know it will make it itch even more. As often as possible, I strive to ignore it. One adaptation I have devised is to scratch myself in a completely different location. I think it confuses my nervous system. It works to move my attention away from the original itch.
I stumbled onto some 9/11 remembrances in the days after the actual anniversary of the terrorism and now find myself being pulled back to those initial moments when I was at a loss about what was happening.
I don’t know why I didn’t get drawn into this until after 3 or 4 days had passed beyond the anniversary. I suppose the fact that we don’t turn on a television or radio contributed to my original obliviousness.
That’s not true; we do turn on the television. It’s just not for broadcast programming, so we don’t receive the messages network affiliates are delivering. I suspect the 25th anniversary of the attacks on the Twin Towers of the World Trade Center, the Pentagon, and Flight 93 was mentioned a lot in the days preceding the 11th.
I didn’t hear it. Then I noticed conversations popping up on Reddit, and that reeled me in. I came upon the 11 hours of raw video captured by documentarian Jules Naudet and watched about 3 hours of it in roughly 20-minute blocks. It’s pretty wild witnessing the shock and confusion the EMS responders were in during the early moments before anyone fully understood what was going on.
I’ve noticed that I tend to immerse myself in as much detail as I can consume about a disaster for a short time, after which I am inclined to shut down and not want to think about it again for a very long time.
That reminds me a little bit of how I feel about our Presidential elections.
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Sad Goodbye
We are sad to announce that yesterday afternoon, Pequenita departed this Earthly realm for kitty afterlife under the tender care of Dr. Jenni at Kinnic Veterinary Service in River Falls.
Pequenita, or “Nita” for short, remained a wee one throughout her very active eleven years. We’ve been medicating her for a thyroid condition for a few months but she really didn’t like the pills, regardless the multitude of methods we concocted to finagle her acceptance.
This week she stopped eating, drinking, or using the litter box, signaling that her little body was calling it quits.
We have nothing but wonderful memories about the ten years she allowed us to be her human companions. One of our favorite stories is the time Cyndie cooed from the darkness as we were about to fall asleep, that Nita was giving loves on her face.
“I was just going to say the same thing,” was my response, “because Nita’s face is right in mine.”
Cyndie quickly came to the realization that she was getting her loves from the butt end of the cat.
Pequenita is already missed and indoor life around here will never be the same. We are relishing all the fond memories of the years she preciously enriched our lives.
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Relative Something 