I've always been wary of those who try and reflect on the events of 9/11 5 years ago...especially if they were not there, not american, not an eyewitness, not related to a victim...you get the point...therefore, I wont ruin this series of photos with more words.
These are photos I took from Hoboken, New Jersey, overlooking Lower Manhattan where two beams of light (although from this angle, it only appears as one) symbolize where the twin towers used to be.
Sep 12, 2006
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Sep 7, 2006
Central Park
...it was a beautiful day when we toured most of the city sights and the shops that they wanted to go to. the sun was out the whole day, but there was a hint of a cold breeze as well.
we started at 72th street on the west side of Central Park, made our way down to its Southeast corner, straight down still along 5th avenue stopping by Rockefeller, St Patrick's, NY Library and the Empire State before heading west again to do some shopping Midtown.
From there, we headed off to SoHo (but not before we got lost somewhere in chinatown) where they did some more shopping.
At the end of it all, my reward was a sumptuous Moroccan dinner of Lamb with couscous..Yum!
Sep 6, 2006
light another candle
The 28th candle lights up today.
The entire day and even the day before, it was just like any other birthday. I didnt have anything fancy planned, just as it would be if I were home.
I didnt spread the word at work here. It was sufficient and heartwarming enough that my co-workers in Manila remembered, and were sending their Happy Birthdays since yesterday. Loved ones have wished me well already so everything was complete.
But as I was walking home today, I suddenly realized that when I come home, I was going to NOT celebrate my birthday alone. NOT celebrating at home where everyone else was around me (albeit not celebrating) is one thing, but not celebrating alone is another. I tried to get myself something just to make like I'm doing something but the small cakes that used be at the supermarket nearby were nowhere to be seen.
For the first time, I'm NOT celebrating my birthday on my own. Its not depressing, I think. It just feels...well, weird.
I guess it could be worse....I could really be celebrating it, but still be on my own.
The entire day and even the day before, it was just like any other birthday. I didnt have anything fancy planned, just as it would be if I were home.
I didnt spread the word at work here. It was sufficient and heartwarming enough that my co-workers in Manila remembered, and were sending their Happy Birthdays since yesterday. Loved ones have wished me well already so everything was complete.
But as I was walking home today, I suddenly realized that when I come home, I was going to NOT celebrate my birthday alone. NOT celebrating at home where everyone else was around me (albeit not celebrating) is one thing, but not celebrating alone is another. I tried to get myself something just to make like I'm doing something but the small cakes that used be at the supermarket nearby were nowhere to be seen.
For the first time, I'm NOT celebrating my birthday on my own. Its not depressing, I think. It just feels...well, weird.
I guess it could be worse....I could really be celebrating it, but still be on my own.
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