September 11

September 11 has not been a happy day for me so far.

My father and my brother died in a plane crash on September 11. It was a plane that my son and I were supposed to be on. I had a dream the plane was going to crash and refused to go. My father was so angry! But he and my brother died, and my son and I lived.

I’ve had a feeling in my gut for the last few days that I just needed to get home, that something just wasn’t right. I didn’t really associate it with the date until after I changed my reservations to go home and realized I had booked my flight on 9/11. What in the hell was I thinking?! I guess I wasn’t thinking at all. So here I am at the airport waiting for a flight and praying it will be protected and I’ll set my feet safely on the ground in Portland, Oregon tonight. And this time when I say, “I don’t think I will fly again,” I really think I mean it. Terra firma.

Then to top off the creepy feeling, the airline would not let me check in online. I was told I needed to do it at the airport. So I arrived at the airport this morning three hours ahead of time and good thing I did. For some reason, they couldn’t print out my boarding pass. An hour later, after swearing to some guy on the other end of the customer service member’s phone that I would follow all the rules and that I would obey the stewards and crew, my pass was finally printed out (???). What a strange thing to happen. Has somebody been using my name to fly?

It has been a very tough week emotionally. First, the young woman Irynya Zarutska who was stabbed on the train for absolutely no reason at all by a man who had been turned loose by judges, 14 times for violent crime. In my opinion, those judges should do jail time for this murder. She came here to escape the war in her own country only to be stabbed to death on a train on her way home from work.

Then my cousin sent me a video and told me Charlie Kirk had been assassinated. What in the world is happening?

And not only that but Democrats are rejoicing and refusing to have a moment of prayer for his soul and his family. I’m embarrassed I ever was a member of the Democratic Party. They have evolved into something that is unrecognizable as human.

What kind of cowards shoot an opponent instead of engaging an intelligent discourse? It just makes me sick to my stomach. The world is becoming something I can’t understand or even recognize.

I’ll be glad to get home. I think I’ll just crawl into my bed and pull the covers up over my head.

Sadly,

Annie