May 10, 2011
It was like being at a wake where everyone tries to move around with normalcy when none exists.
The reality permeated the cells of our existence; how could the navigator of that plane not see that large, tall building?
Then it happened again, and another went down in Pennsylvania, and I couldn't help but worry where and when the next horror would be.
The day continued with a dull silence and emptiness that could not be erased.
A few days later, I went to a local fair and came upon a beautiful quilt made by a woman who was on the flight to California for a vacation.
She dropped off her beautiful artwork first, for all to enjoy.
Content and comments expressed here are the opinions of Care2 users and not necessarily that of Care2.com or its affiliates.
Shares by Type:
Showing shares tagged with:
, women more
|SHARES FROM BONNIE'S NETWORK