Yes, I am spending another 9/11 watching the replay of NBC's 9/11/01 coverage. I do this every year. This year though, I know why.
Answer one is the rational answer: because it was amazing. History. Unfolding right there on my TV.
Answer two is the emotional answer: because each year I watch it, I can compare it to the way it felt the first time.
I recently re-read the blog entries on my Mom's passing. I don't feel like I'm wallowing in Mom's death: I don't feel like I'm wallowing in 9/11. I know some people are at the "Get over it already" stage of grief, but it's a process.
Each time I see the planes hitting the building it's a little less terrifying, not from the repetition, but because of the time gone past. Some day it'll be the 11th day of September and I'll say, yep, I feel nothing. Some day I'll read over Mom's death and think, nothing here either. Until then, I'll "wallow" in them both and gauge how far I've come.
We lived through that fear and sadness? Well, good for us. Amazing.