Lake Powell Sunday

We got here on Wednesday and it's already Sunday!  I don't know how the time can fly by so fast here but it always seems to be over too soon.  I really have the hardest time with this day.  I almost don't want to come just so I don't have to be so sad and depressed because I have to leave.  The discussions were enlightening and fun as always and one thing we explored is the idea of playing to your strengths--which is doing things more often that strengthen you.  Things that when you do them you loose track of time and you are just so fulfilled.  We I'm pretty sure that living at Lake Powell is one of my strengths so I'd like to "play to that" more often! ;)  Thanks Redmond Inc. for a opening experience!

Where were you?
On this day of memorial I wanted to record my 9-11 experience so I can remember.  I was doing a week of student teaching at Cedar High.  A class had just come in and so we were waiting for all the students to get to their seats etc.  Another teacher came running in and told us to turn on our TV.  The news was showing the video of the airplanes hitting the Twin Towers.  I felt like it was some kind of joke or something that had an explanation.  It slowly started sinking in that this was really happening.  None of us could move all day.  The bells rang dismissing each period but the students would just float from class to class.  The teachers kept the TVs on and we all just watched all day.  It felt like we were in a strange trance; which in a way we were.  We were hypnotized by the audacity of people to cause destruction on such a grand scale.  Report after report kept coming in of people we were not accounted for, firefighters who radioed and then nothing, and also people where were suppose to be there that day but because of various reasons weren't.  Then there was the report of the airplane that hit the Pentagon.  I was so scared for Jackie, Darryl's sister.  She had just left the day before to start and internship there.  I called Darryl and he said that his parents heard from Jackie and she's fine, just emotionally scared.  Then there was reports of another hijacked airplane that because of the efforts of the passengers it didn't make it's target but went down killing all in Pennsylvania.  I hate hatred!  I just don't understand why someone can let hatred overtake them so much that they would be willing to cause so much devastation.  Hate is one thing but to act on it so viciously-- I just don't understand it.  For days, weeks, and months we watched the same videos over and over is sorrow and disbelief.  Finally after it had been over a year I couldn't stand to watch them anymore.  It was horrible and I just feel so terribly for all those who were effected by it one way or another.  I look back now and can't believe it's been 10 years; the wound still feels pretty fresh.  I can't imagine actually being there that day and seeing what they saw-- how horrible.