Well, well…well. Stunning news tonight about Osama Bin Laden. News that I thought I would never hear. Dead. Which, might make some people really, really happy, but honestly I just feel a little bit sick to my stomach. Bin Laden – the mastermind behind the 9/11 attacks, that took the life of my cousin Karleton along with nearly 3,000 other people. Bin Laden, who has been hiding, for lack of a better word, for nearly 10 years. I have a lot of feelings about Bin Laden, many I’m sure you can guess, but now I am worried about the repercussions of this…what happens next? Dancing and celebrating to be sure, but then what happens tomorrow and the next days to come?
I have always felt that there will never really be true closure for myself after September 11, 2001. I don’t really know how all of my family feels about this, but it’s how I have always felt. I mean, of course there was a memorial service, and those concrete things, but when you hear the words 9/11 every. single. day on the news, in passing, somewhere in the day – there really is no true closure. Imagine, if you will, that images of your loved one’s murder were shown nearly daily on the news or over the internet, or that your loved one’s murderer had been on the loose for the past decade. It’s always seemed a bit like a band-aid getting ripped off the wound. Over and over and over again.
I guess my hope is that the families and loved ones of 9/11 victims can feel like a chapter in this very, very long story has finally ended. I don’t know that this it will ever feel like closure, but it’s a start.