Today is my husband's birthday. The world remembers how horrible that morning September 11 was; how sad the day has been for so many people for the past seven years. But I always know this day is also my husband's birthday.
He is from New Jersey and grew up watching Twin Towers stood proudly in NYC. He was there in NJ when it happened and watched the towers crumbling down. His birthday hasn't been the same since.
I have told him so many times and many years that the meaning of his birthday doesn't change, that it's a wonderful occasion and we should celebrate. We used to go out and party like champs, but now he rather stays home and celebrate quietly. It's not because he holds grudge or sadness over what happened that morning, but it's rather the serenity he wants in his birthday. We all need to move forward and have hopes and realize how beautiful life is and fragile it is... We all should never forget what happened seven years ago, but also need to learn to smile this day.
But I want to say this; HAPPY BIRTHDAY, JT!!!! I LOVE YOU!!!