Yesterday one of the two engines on a Jet Blue plane leaving Long Beach, California, caught fire and the cabin immediately filled with smoke.
Oxygen masks did not drop down so passengers gasped for breath until flight attendants released the masks manually. Babies cried and adults wondered if these were their last moments alive. Some people made phone calls to say their Goodbyes.
This is a memory I particularly treasure. It’s a little story about my wonderful dog, Rincon, and a backyard game we made up. Perhaps it will help you notice new joy–joy that has been right in front of you!
Reprint from October 2010 by Martia Nelson (edited)
My dog, Rincon, loves fall evenings because he can still tease me into going outside after dinner and playing his favorite game: Apple.
September 11, 2014
Every year 9/11 brings back memories and emotions. For me it also brings back a deep appreciation for the heroes who stepped forward in so many ways to help.
Two heroes who came to my attention after the media coverage had settled down were women who lived in my town, Susan Hagen and Mary Carouba.