1、I shut my journal and closed my eyes。 My young daughters, Celia and Zaya, were both asleep。 The apartment was eerily quiet, like a theater after the show has ended and the set struck。
My husband, a trader at Cantor Fitzgerald, had been killed six months earlier on September 11 in the World Trade Center attack。 During the days, there were visits from family and condolences from friends, colleagues, even strangers。
There were the inevitable media interviews。 But at night there were just my girls without their father to read them a bedtime story and me without a husband to hold。
I thought I'd earned my happily-ever-after when Calvin and I got married。 Why had God taken it all away?
2、Dear God, why did this happen? I've always tried to live a good life, to follow your will。
Why have you left me without the father of my children? Why did you take Calvin? How could you? What am I to do now? 。