Today is the 10th Anniversery of the bombing of the twin towers. You can't turn on the TV, radio, look at a paper, etc without being reminded of it. Our ministeer today reminded us that just as our grandparents remember FDR's Pearl Harbor Day Address " A day that will live in infamy"; so is 9/11 our generation's day of Infamy. We may not remember where we were when Elvis died, when John Lennon was murdered, but we will remember where we where, the crisp Fall morning when all our illusions of safety were destroyed.
As LBS's we all often try to pinpoint a day when their marriage started to turn. For me, it was this day. For a variety of reasons that would be too long to list, my XH, being Army, woke up to a new world after that day, and me along with it. I don't know if being able to pinpoint the hour, the day, the month, and the year makes me luckier than anyone else. It is perhaps more a curse than a blessing. How many of us get to turn a finger of blame on an entire religion? LOL
Notwithstanding, it stands to remind me of people who had so much worse things happen to them that day than just a broken relationship. True, it was a long, slow death, but I'm still alive, still moving on, and still able to count my blessings. The long the short of it is that we LBS' are perhaps lucky in a sense that only time and distance reveals to us. That is what MY generation of MLC survivors are beginning to see. Our own rebirth. For the new members, although the pain is so very real, seemingly almost more than you can bear, there will come a time when, whether you and your spouse reconcile or not, you will be able to look at this as one of life's richest learning experiences.
