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I was born and raised here, in NYC. I attended public school, junior high school, high school and even two years of college, right here within the borders of these five boroughs.

When I was around 20 years old, I thought I had enough of this city so I moved to Cleveland, Ohio. I stayed there for about 13 years and I truly fell in love with that part of the country.

It became necessary to move back to the city I had left many years before.  The job market along the North Coast was all but gone and I had to return here because I have developed a fondness for things like eating, having a roof over my head and all those other basics that we all take for granted.

It was not until my third year back, that I came to realize that although I do still love the North Coast, my true love is this great city.

I love New York City!!

Three days ago we observed the 13th anniversary of an attack on the United States. September 11, 2001 will be a date that that will remain in the minds of all of us. The destruction of the World Trade Center, the attack on the Pentagon and the heroic souls that forced a forth plane to crash in Pennsylvania are events that have left a scar in the history of this great country.

Every 9/11, for these past 13 years, wounds have been reopened. I’m not sure that they will never be healed. There were over 3000 people who lost their lives between the three sites and although I did not lose anyone, my heart still hurts for all those who will never return.

It’s hard to imagine what goes on in the minds of mass murderers. It doesn’t matter what their causes are or if they are suffering from mental illness. The fact that they took the time to plan on whose life they will take is something that will keep psychologists and profilers busy for many years.

Just once if they could put themselves in the lives of those affected, they may get a change of heart and spare those who they have targeted.

I saw a couple who fit the profile of being affected by tragedy. I was on the E train three mornings ago and I watched as they got on at the Roosevelt-74th Street. He was dressed in a white shirt and tie with dress pants. She had on also what looked like dress pants wearing a tee shirt with a man’s picture on it. When I refocused on the man he was wearing a button that was holding that same man’s face. She was carrying a single flower.

By the look on their faces and their attire, it was obvious where they were going. What also made their destination obvious was that the last stop on the E train is the World Trade Center.

I don’t know this couple but if I could guess by the expression on their faces, this was a chore they wanted no part of.  The face on the tee shirt and the button was definitely someone who meant a lot to them. It could have their son, son-in-law, nephew, and co-worker or maybe he was just a family friend. It really doesn’t matter what their relationship was with this person. The only thing that was important was that they were on that E train heading to ground zero, the place where he and so many others lost their lives.

I ride the E train every day on my way to and from work. There are many mornings and afternoons when I see parents with their kids on their way to wherever they are going. Some are going to or returning from school and some, as I used to do with my parents, are going to or returning from work.

Sometimes the kids are young and all they can do is fall asleep on their parents’ shoulders. After all it’s either early in the morning or late in the afternoon. At both times it becomes hard to resist the sleepy dust that fills the air in every subway car. At least the dust is there when I’m a rider.

I wonder if the couple wearing the picture of man had similar experiences. He looked as if he was in his 20’s or 30’s.  I wonder how many times they rode together to go to a ball game or to a movie. Did they get the chance to see a Broadway play or were they simply just riding companions on their way to and from work or school. I will never know.

I wonder what they were thinking about on that 40 minute or so ride to the last stop. I have to guess that their hearts were feeling heavy. I know my heart would feel heavy even though this is the 13th year.

One thing is for sure. That man in the picture will never be able to experience any future rides on the E train.

If these were his parents because of the complete destruction of the World Trade Center, they probably never got any of his personal affects. They will have to mentally invent their own closure.

I wanted to say something to them. I wanted to give them a word of encouragement. I wanted to tell them that I my heart hurt also for their loss and all those others who were lost.

This was rush hour and the train was so crowded.  I could not get to them but I did say a prayer for them.

Many stations in the New York City Transit system have Wi-Fi, so I texted a message of love to those who are close to me, once I exited the train. I pray that I never have to do what I think that couple, wearing a man’s picture, was doing.

This will soon be the 5th year of I LOVE BEING A DAD.  I want to thank all that have taken the time to stop by. I want to also thank those who have left comments. Your opinions are very important even those who don’t agree with me. This blog began as a means to create a dialog on positive parenting. We are positive parents and we are many.

I’m the guy whose glass is always ½ full.

I LOVE BEING A DAD!!

 

 

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