9:09 a.m. - 13 September 2001
No words
What is there to say in a time like this?
My mother called me at work on Tuesday. She knew that Lee was scheduled to go to Boston and she was worried that he was there then. He was not. He was downstairs, absorbing as much news as he could. The relief in her voice was palpable.
I've just been in shock for the last few days. We've had the TV on in our office non-stop. Then we go home and watch for another couple of hours before we go to bed.
I don't think either my boss or I did any actual work on Tuesday. I don't think anyone did.
We tried, at least a little, to get back to normal yesterday. Because things do go on. The physicians do need to be reappointed. Reminders need to be sent regarding meetings that will still be held. But our hearts weren't in it.
I cannot give blood again until next month. But I beg everyone: if you can, please give blood. It doesn't have to be today. In fact, it might be best if it wasn't today. The Red Cross will need blood for a long time. Wait until next week when the lines are shorter. They will still be thankful. And it never goes to waste.
And Lee is not going to Boston next week. He will be at home, with me, both of us grieving.
