my friend watched as the south tower of the world trade center collapsed, knowing her husband was inside. i spoke with her last night and she is having a horrible time dealing with the looming anniversary, the way people are treating her and bigger issues of fate and life and why,why,why. she has completely lost her faith over this and was asking me a lot of questions about buddhism and how it explains tragedies and all i could say to her is that sometimes human evil triumphs over the inherent goodness of the world. it seemed like such paltry comfort but there is not always a "big" answer for a big tragedy.
she might come stay with me next week just to get away from overprotective family and to be out of nyc on the anniversary. i hope she does, but i feel so unequipped to deal with her pain.