The early morning weather turned out to be a bonus, because yesterday all the weather folks predicted rain at a.m. drive time. That forecast caused me to languish under the covers a little longer after the alarm went off, as I figured I’d be hunkering down in the house instead of strolling in the streets.
I finally made it to the kitchen and peeked out the window – the sun was up and shining brightly!
Well, I put myself into gear and decided to skip breakfast ‘til I returned. I hustled out of the house in record time to get my walk in before the rain eventually arrived. My timing was impeccable – within an hour of my return, it started to come down in buckets.
Things have been slower at work this week, so I’ve sacrificed a few walks and devoted my time to getting some errands done in the car. One such errand was the annual oil change where the techs always laugh at my car’s low mileage. This past year I drove a mere 299 miles since the last oil change in September 2014, so they quipped “you’re really a Sunday driver aren’t you?” “Um … yes, I guess you could say that” is all I could say with a big smile on my face.
On this morning’s walk, I noticed the difference in the sun’s position, just since my last stroll toward the River. Yup, it is rising later and all of a sudden the sun seems to be setting earlier and earlier – those leaps and bounds in the sun’s position really make me sad as it signals our slow journey toward Winter.
As I strolled along, I thought about the significance of this day, and, like many others, recall my own morning fourteen years ago today. It is a sad event we will never forget.
When I returned home after my walk, I put my headphones on to catch up on the news of the day while I made and ate breakfast. As usual, the many memorial services take precedence in the newscast on this date. It was sad to hear the annual roll call of the people who lost their lives on September 11th, especially when that long list was accompanied by the melancholy strains of “Taps” playing in the background. Though we’ve come so far since that day, the service and those sounds can conjure up the images and take us back to September 11, 2001 in a heartbeat.
Time takes away the edge of grief; memory turns back every leaf.
Gone from our lives one so dear; in our hearts forever near.
~ Anonymous
Linda Schaub
I loved your title, Teardrops and Raindrops. What a day! You could feel the people you met remembered. The rain gave it a more somber effect.
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Thanks Marge … and I figured it would be gloomy and rainy all day which seems appropriate for all the tragedy that took place on this day. When “Taps” is played I always feel very sad. I used to go to Memorial Park for the Memorial Day parade every year when I was younger. They’d play “Taps” and I’d see some of the veterans standing there at attention and tears would be rolling down their cheeks … perhaps remembering what they’d seen during the time they served in the war, or perhaps buddies lost … my tears would well up watching them cry.
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Miss Linda…………you mean you put on 299 miles on your car in one year?………………………….what kind of car do you have?……………………………………your like my husband……..he has a 05 Honda Civic………………………
annmarie
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Yes, I went to Loveday’s Oil Change place the day after Labor Day of 2014 and put 299 miles on it. But in the year 2014, I walked 500 miles and drove 250 miles. I keep a log of my mileage for walking and driving. This year, so far I have walked 424 miles and driven 210 miles. I have gone to Loveday’s Oil Change place for several years now … they get a kick out of it. My odometer just turned to 3,000 miles this past week and the car will be 6 years old this Sunday.
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