I get it. I mean, it's hard to come up with names for these things now, I'm sure. And "The day the World Trade Center was blown up by two airplanes, a third crashed into the Pentagon and a fourth crashed into a field, changing thousands of lives" doesn't exactly roll off the tongue. But I feel we're losing something in translation here. Just like I don't really, fully understand WHAT we're memorializing on Memorial Day or laboring on Labor Day, I don't think my children will know what Patriot Day really stands for.
How awful it was, even as a citizen completely shielded from the devastating effects of the day, to wake up to that on that morning.
To watch it, throughout the day at school, and cry as the towers collapsed.
To hear the stories of heroism and bravery afterward and just wish there was something, anything, I could do.
To know the pain of the families that lost fathers, mothers, wives, husbands, daughters and sons that day.
To be angry and feel futile and small against the terrors of close-mindedness and tradition. To not understand.
I still will refer to it as 9/11. Because to me, while yes, that's just a date, when I talk about "after 9/11" to my kids, they will ask, what's so special about 9/11? If I say "after Patriot Day" I'm afraid they won't ever be curious enough to ask. And I owe it to them, when they arrive, to share the history that I have experienced, because history is so important.
I don't begrudge anyone their Patriot Day. I just want to hold on to my 9/11.
Bless all those who were affected by this awful day 8 years ago.