Endings and beginnings

NYC 12/31/01-01/01/02

I woke up early this morning and stayed in bed until Sage called out Mommy from his downstairs bedroom. Frey and Lee were still sleeping next to me. Tonight was New Years Eve, the last day of 2001-the year Frey was born, sage turned two and Lee and I celebrated thirteen years of knowing each other. Outside across the street, City Hall prepares for the inauguration of a new Mayor, people scurry doing last minute things. Our neighborhood transformed by terror and destruction still goes on but the signs o sadness remain-memorials to the dead made by out-of-town children hang on the fence of St. Paul’s Chapel just a glance away from where the World Trade Center once stood. Some who come to look are charged by their proximity to tragedy, others silently trying to comprehend the empty horror. We spend time with good friends today. Good times, talking, laughing, indulging in the sweet passage of time. Tomorrow the children will laugh hard and run free. 2002 eating donuts at St. Marks Poetry Project Marathon, listening to Patti Smith play the clarinet and denounce mindless acquisitions of more stuff. Lee reads his wedding vows to the crowd looking for poetry while Sage gets sleepy. We stay out late, again, looking forward to the future.

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