An anniversary, to me, was always a positive word. It was a celebration of fond memories. It was special day to rejoice and remember these past days that made you so happy. It was a moment of gifts and laughter and positive energy.
But an anniversary, now that I am an adult, is just a remembrance. A yearly occurrence. It does not matter whether it was a happy occasion or not, because we call each September 11th an anniversary, each Martin Luther King Day an anniversary and each November 22nd, we remember the anniversary of John F. Kennedy’s assassination.
The fifth anniversary of Hurricane Katrina , that hit Louisiana the hardest in 2005, is coming up on August 29th, 2010, 3 days away from the date of this article. And although I think it is vital that we remember this day and what happened to these poor victims, and what didn’t happen from government aid, it is obviously not a celebration. Not a happy occasion as the word anniversary may imply.
The fact that it has been five years, about 1,826 days, and there are still so many areas not rebuilt, so many people still without homes or jobs and so much still under construction, it makes you wonder what the hell is the government spending its money on?
Another devastating blow to this region of our country was the BP Oil Spill, which each year will also become an anniversary. How much can a region take? I know the people of Louisiana are strong and will-full, so on this particular anniversary, which we are not celebrating, but we are remembering and praying and thinking and helping, we at least need do what the Webster’s definition of the word anniversary is: “marking the date of a notable event.” It is the least we can do for the victims of this tragedy.