Time Compression

It seems to be a current theme in my life...where did the time go? This week I am thinking alot about the horrors of 9/11 and wondering how it could have been ten years ago when it all seems so fresh. I remember calling my husband after the towers fell and asking that he not let our children (then 12 and 15) watch the coverage when they came home from school. Little did I know they had seen much of it live from their classrooms. The sadness of that day and the weeks that followed was unbearable. I look now at the children of the victims and feel sorrow for what they lost and what the parents lost. I saw a story of a man who got caught in an elevator at the World Trade Center and got out moments before the tower fell. He noted that it was impossible to fathom how the world had changed from the time he stepped on until the doors opened again. Life is like that...changing all the time sometimes dramatically as on 9/11 and sometimes just so slowly that you do not even notice until it is too late.