moonwise | Triple blessings

Our family was thrice blessed today. Someone was looking out for us.

My uncle decided not to go to a conference at the World Trade Center because he did not feel well.

My cousin John Paul switched his transcontinental flight from one of the doomed Boston-LA flights to one that flew out of Newark.

My cousin Chris, who did work at the World Trade Center, had come into work to his office on the 60th floor. He left his desk and went downstairs for breakfast. While he was having breakfast, one of the planes hit. Chris was able to get out in one of the elevators.

Words cannot describe the sheer thankfulness I feel right now.

If I had lost any of my family... especially Chris, my childhood pal and friend and playmate.. I think I'd go find the perpetrators and kill them. Slowly. In great pain.

I shook and burst into uncontrolled sobs of relief when I heard from my husband that Chris had been in the building but he got out. So many people didn't. To think that he might have been one of them was more than I could stand. I am going to be very glad to see him this Sunday...