For most of us, we have life markers, events that forever changed us, our world and the way we look at things. Nine-eleven was a huge marker for many. It’s hard to find anyone in the world who wasn’t touched by it. I realized from visiting the book depository/museum in Dallas, TX that the assassination of President John Kennedy was a marker of my childhood, comparable to Nine-eleven. It too affected many people around the globe. Kennedy was a charismatic and beloved world leader.
On a more personal level, the death of my youngest brother from glioblastoma/brain cancer in 2000 left a big gap in my life. Our parents get old and we know they will pass, but the death of a child or siblings can be extremely hard. It was for me. I can’t believe December will be twenty years.
Covid is certainly an historic marker that we all share. There will be many stories of life before and after. And since we are still in the throws of it, it’s hard to imagine what the after will look like.
What are your life markers? This post started out with thoughts of how my life has changed after moving to Mexico seven years ago. It has turned out quite different from what I expected. However, clearly the blog took on a life of its own. Maybe another time.
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Sorry about your brother – a tough gig. There have been so many ‘markers’ in my life – births, deaths, events – stuff that makes us who we are. But if I were to pick one then the premature death of John, my partner of eight years, from AIDS must be up there! Another tough gig.
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It’s hard to “like” some comments and this is one. AIDS was such a horror. I worked in an STD clinic but after the brunt of the epidemic. So many good people lost.
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It’s interesting that most markers seem to be ones that are very difficult. I’m sorry about your brother. That’s a big one, for sure. Kennedy’s death was a big marker for me. But there was another one just two months earlier. That is when four little girls were blown up in the church bombing in Birmingham. And then a few years later, Martin Luther King was assassinated. All three changed my life.
But I think the biggest one for me happened in 1984. It was a small event that didn’t impact anyone else except me and the woman concerned.
I was taking free Spanish classes at a church in Tucson, Arizona. I made a wrong turn when I was looking for the restroom and passed by a large room. The door was open.
Standing in the middle of the room was a Guatemalan woman. She was living in sanctuary in the church. She had a look of terror on her face but I have never witnessed before. It shook me to my toes.
The next day I dove into the sanctuary movement as a volunteer. It changed my life forever in ways that are wonderful. I never met the woman, and I don’t know her story. But in my trips to Guatemala over the next several years, I was able to piece together many things that may have been her story. And none of those pieces were good.
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Yes Emilie, there are many more events that impacted my life. The 60s gave us the assassinations of MLK, both Kennedy’s, and Malcolm X, the Vietnam War. I marched in NY City against the war. Also a huge event that changed me forever was the birth of my daughter. Becoming a mother probably was THE event of my life.
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> afish25 posted: ” For most of us, we have life markers, events that > forever changed us, our world and the way we look at things. Nine-eleven > was a huge marker for many. It’s hard to find anyone in the world who > wasn’t touched by it. I realized from visiting the book depos” >
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