A day that brought so many people heartache and loss brought my husband and I together.
A day that brought so many people heartache and loss brought my husband and I together. Both intended to fly that day, he from Boston, me from Denver, we most likely would have never met. But, determined to make it to a wedding in Colorado, he boarded a bus and 38 hours later arrived to find that the wedding had been postponed because the majority of guests’ flights were grounded. Trying to make the most of his trip, he ventured back to the farm in Loveland, Colorado where he had worked the previous summer. I was interning at the farm for the season, milking cows and harvesting vegetables. Fittingly, on that farm in Loveland, our paths crossed. Fast forward to the present and we are eleven years into a solid marriage, raising twin girls on our own farm in Chelsea, Vermont. In the days immediately after the 9/11 attacks we remember feeling completely unmoored. As strangers maybe we recognized the fragility of life and the need for connection in those days of anguish. And we took a leap of faith and found our footing in one another.
Meg Canonica
