As I drove to work this morning, I listened to the ceremony from Ground Zero where the Twin Towers stood, commemorating the eighth anniversary of the attacks on America. As the names of the lost were read in the background, the news reporter mentioned a statement made by the widow of a man who perished on that day.
She said, "September 11 never gets easier. It just gets different." That struck me. While I did not lose a friend or loved one that day, I was in New York City, just a couple of miles north of the World Trade Center. I know the fear, uncertainty, and pain that I felt as I looked on. I cannot imagine the heartache of those who did suffer loss.
I still feel sorrow today, as do so many people. But every year, it feels a bit "different." It's hard to explain specifically. But when I heard that comment made by the widow, I thought to myself, "Yeah, that's it!"
As with loss at any time, it will probably never get "easier," but it may be "different" with each passing year...AS LONG AS WE NEVER FORGET.