September 11, 2001. December 7, 2012.November 11, 1940.May 8th, 1945. Each of these days carry an emotional pang because each is associated with a significant event that occurred that day and it seems that every one who was alive that day can remember where they were and what they did when the event happened.
Most of us were alive on September 11, 2001 when the jet liners crashed into the world trade towers killing thousands of people. We all remember where we were and what we were doing at the time we saw in real time the burning building and the people jumping to their deaths. It seems that the memory seared it's mark on our brains. The closer you were to the tragedy of 911 the more traumatic the memory has stayed with your for years after the original event. For many it has taken the competence of a qualified therapist to help them recover from the event.
June 10, 2007 is the date we will never forget. It was the date that our daughter Maria died from complications of pain medications that she was unable to metabolize in her blood stream. Rather than nursing her back to health after she returned home we were now left with the responsibility of burying her. Rather than continuing to celebrate her milestones all we had were her lost memories. Instead of watching her progress in her therapy and her excitement of returning to school where she would begin the 5th grade we were plunged into the depth of sorrow and grief. Instead of watching our kids enjoying one another as siblings we had to watch our son learn to be an only child.
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