That Day -- Yet Again

I first wrote this two years ago. It's time, again.

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rosefox lost a partner. Today I honor Rose, and grieve with her for the loss of Liam.

eleanor lost a piece of her sky, and will never again hear thunderstorms with the joy she once had. Today I honor Ellie, and offer what comfort I may.

A chain of events began that would allow the Administration to rationalize sending pecunium to Iraq, to return damaged enough to require months of hospitalization (in- and out- patient). Today I honor my brother Terry (regardless of genetics), courageous, loyal, and true.

These are the stories I know. I know, too well, that there are others. As someone who lost a father when he was seven, it's the children left behind for whom I grieve the most.

Salaam.
Shalom.
Aloha.
Peace...

...be upon our brothers and sisters, our friends and lovers, our fathers, our mothers, our children, this day.

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And, because I also remember another event on this day:

Till minne av Anna Lindh.

I've written more recent memories about Anna.