Happy to be truly alive
Wednesday, September 11, 2013
As most of you are probably already aware, today is the 12th anniversary of the September 11 attacks. As soon as I realized that, I was immediately grateful to still be blessed with the gift of life. On September 11, 2001, I was a freshman in college, with no idea what I wanted to do with my life, no prospects for finding a life partner, I was most definitely overweight and probably obese by then and only going to see that weight climb in the next several years.
In the twelve years since that day, when all of us hugged our families a little closer and then set our shoulders a little more squarely in the face of violent hatred, I have experienced a fair bit of LIFE. I began my first and only long-term relationship, traveled to Europe, graduated college, determined my career path, went to graduate school, ate my way to severe obesity and high blood pressure, earned my masters, got married to my college sweetheart who is my perfect partner in every way, got my first few real job, lost weight, became unhealthily skinny rather than unhealthily fat, bought a house, went through a year of emotionally painful infertility, sought and received treatment, traveled to Europe again, and now I'm 34 weeks pregnant with twin boys. That's some good life. Not all of it was perfectly enjoyable, but it was LIVING and each step paved the way for something wonderful to come.
It is tragic that so many people were denied this gift of life twelve years ago. It is tragic that so many people have this gift taken from them every single day, for various terrible reasons. But I tell you what, it makes me inexpressibly grateful for the time I've had and the time I have yet to come, however much that may be and whatever I end up doing with it. I have grown into adulthood since September 11, 2001, and now that I am healthy, fit, mature, have established some work experience, and am about to become a mother, I can't wait to keep on truly LIVING.