Nine Eleven, Because we will never forget…

Artwork from the Institute of Contemporary Art (ICA) in Boston, Massachusetts July 2017

This year marks the sixteenth anniversary of 9/11.  It is hard to believe so many years have gone by since that fateful day.  I know exactly where I was, and what I was doing, when life as we knew it suddenly changed forever.

In this part of the 9/11 Memorial Plaza the trees were planted in an orderly fashion in neat rows

This summer I had the chance to visit New York City. I had not been to the 9/11 Memorial, so I wanted to spend some time there. I confess that I was unprepared for my reaction. It was a beautiful sunny day, yet the atmosphere upon entering the plaza was sombre. It was quite emotional, overwhelming, and yet beautiful.  So beautiful.

This part of the 9/11 Memorial Plaza is where the trees were planted in “chaos”

All of the nearly three-thousand names of those who were senselessly taken from us in those attacks are engraved along the rim of the memorial.  I was struck … with sadness. I prayed for them, for us, for everyone.

The memorial pools

nearly three thousand names are engraved in the bronze parapets

The tree lined memorial pools are beautiful and serene.  I walked ever so slowly around them, needing to run my fingers over the names. So many names.

This brought more tears to my eyes …

I couldn’t speak.  I kept my sunglasses on, except to continually wipe my eyes. It was all too much.

A rose is placed upon the victim’s name on their birthday

Seeing the roses broke my heart.  I thought it was touching how each person is remembered on their birthday. Yet the tears flowed.

“Reflecting Absence” was what the architect Michael Arad, along with landscape architect Peter Walker, called their design

It was such an experience.  I felt the weight of so many sad stories. The pools, though, were so beautiful. I cannot explain it but the continually flowing water was so healing to listen to and to see.

The Survivor tree

Then we met a volunteer.  I was still choked up and couldn’t really talk, but I listened.  I listened as he told us the amazing story of the “Survivor Tree”.  This pear tree (or part of it, actually), was found at Ground Zero in October 2001.  It was in a terrible state and severely damaged, but remarkably it showed signs of life.  It was rehabilitated for nine years before being brought back here to the Memorial plaza. The volunteer pointed out to us how you could see the new limbs extending from the damaged stumps.  This tree, in so many ways, represents the determination of a survivor: to beat the odds and then to even go beyond that by thriving.

water flowing over the walls of the 9/11 Memorial pool

I was emotionally drained.  But what I was struck by was that over the course of the 24 hours I had been in New York City, this was yet another experience of a New Yorker being kind, warm and friendly to me.  It filled me with pride to be a New Yorker myself, even though I’m not from NYC.  In these times of uncertainty, it is heartwarming to see genuine kindness in so many people.

the 9/11 Memorial plaza

I hope that if you have the chance to visit New York City that you will make the time to visit this beautiful memorial and to pay tribute to all those innocent victims and national heroes. You can find more information about the Memorial here.  The memorial is located at the World Trade Center site in lower Manhattan at 180 Greenwich St.  I haven’t mentioned it in this post, but there is also a museum at this site.

May we never forget.

In peace,


4 thoughts on “Nine Eleven, Because we will never forget…

  1. And we never will forget. I had the chance to attend a memorial service at the fire station in Beverly, MA this morning and I was overwhelmed by how quickly everyone in attendance was mentally and emotionally transported back to that day. I’m sure that visiting the memorial has a similar effect times one thousand.

    • Hi Michele, that is so true, and possibly what took me aback. The flood of emotions which came from how I felt that day 16 years ago were so real and so tangible. I was glad to have had the chance to visit the memorial. Xx Dana

  2. I’ve not been to New York since that day but surely will visit the memorial if I do. What I didn’t know was about the white roses, such a touching remembrance.

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