My Tribute: 9/11/11

I know where I was. I know how I was affected.....No need to relive that here. Here is my tribute........

While our lives continued

Each one of yours ended

Wives and Daughters, Fathers and Sons

Into God’s hands you flew

Lives were changed in an instant

Like the sky changes hue

Note the memories will never fade

Everyone has their own tale

Versions that many would whole-heartedly trade

Eliminating a single one would fail to

Remember those feelings and the sacrifice paid

Fighting for justice we constantly do

Or making sure that our freedom is intact

Reminding us all what is real and true

Getting on with life…..Not easy, but a fact

Each year that comes moves us farther away, but we say to you

To each one of you who lost their life that day….We will never, ever forget

i'm unique.. and expect to keep that

When I was a kid I never received gifts that had my name on them. My parents gave me an uncommon name. My full name is Marguerite, not Margaret. My nickname is Meg.....not Meghan. Marguerite and Meg are not names that are common on mugs, toothbrushes, or shot glasses. So I hold tight to my name. I'm really ok with nicknames... I've had a few.... Chab, Green Eyes, RB, Smeg, and Wheat to name a few. Each with a story and if you really know the story than you have permission to call me that. I really don't care what you call me except, if you call me Meghan, I will correct you once. If you call me it again.... you're not going to be on my favorite list.

I feel unique in many ways, but my name(s).. Come on....how many people named Meg or Marguerite do you know? I'm guessing not many... so it's up to me.....

Hey, my name is Marguerite or you can call me Meg. In the whole world you will never meet anyone like me... and I hope that is a good thing.