9/11
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After watching the last episode of “Rescue Me,” days passed before I could assign an emotion to the finale. Though, after a while, I realized that, for me, it was perfect, eclipsed by sorrow. In reality, the two feelings live side-by-side, something I chit-chat about sometimes.
On some level, “Rescue Me” was healing after 9/11. What occurred to me was just how much I had on it, something I didn’t know. And, I shared my thoughts with a friend — She got it and expressed similar feelings.
I remember flying home the moment flights to New York were permitted. When I saw the remnants of the Trade Center still aflame, I sobbed and wanted to cover my city with a giant, white feathery duvet.
Goodbyes are never easy for me. I hate letting go. It’s a HUGE problem. For reals. (Working on it.) The lesson, I guess, is another reminder to live in the moment and MAKE time, the greatest gift a person can give, with the people I love.
I will never forget 9/11 or the aftermath. I don’t want to.
This was my favorite scene. Lou was a great character. Though, and really, we loved all of them, didn’t we? Yes, we did.
Thank you for the rescue when I didn’t know I needed or wanted it.
Deliciously dark and so very “Rescue Me”