What Did You Do and What Do You Want to Do?
Today I have seen several posts on social media asking “Where were you?” Where were you on September 11, 2001? At a local 9/11 memorial - merely 2 miles or so from our home - there is the invitation to stop, remember, and reflect. A few days leading up to today, as well as today, I have been doing so. I was working in the office of the church we were attending then. I had freshly stepped out of my degree field of music therapy, having worked in nursing homes for five years, and being emotionally distraught at the abuse and neglect I saw the last couple of years in particular. I was taking refuge in the church, I thought, as I figured out my next steps. I would go on to flounder for a while, then find my way to a new passion of massage therapy. I may have been taking refuge, yet this day I was called into service. The morning of September 11, 2001 I was taking my turn leading the Morning Prayer at the church office. The church secretary knocked at the door