Thursday, September 11, 2008
We Will Never Forget
I didn't know a single person that lost their life on September 11, 2001, but I still cry when I hear the newscaster say "We will never forget." There are so many emotions connected to that day. It really was the day America changed. We were stationed at Fort Stewart, GA at the time and I was watching the Today Show, waiting for Regis and Kelly to come on, when the first plane hit. Matt Lauer was reporting and video was on the buildings when the 2nd plane hit. It was confirmed. This was not an accident - it was an attack. I just remember being stunned, making and receiving phone calls to friends and family, and being glued to the news for weeks. We lived right outside the gate to Fort Stewart and I watched as traffic backed up for miles waiting to go through security to get on post. Charles started riding his bicycle to work. I went to candlelight vigils. I was proud of the pride our country was showing. I cried for all that was lost. Not only were lives lost, but our innocence was lost as well. I remember that once the airlines started flying again, for a while my heart would stop whenever I saw a plane. Is that one going to crash? Fear was a new emotion that the terrorists so hatefully placed in our laps. I can not even imagine what it must have felt like to live in NYC at that time. I don't want to imagine it. How about the family members that got a phone call from those on flight 93? What heartache, to know that this is most likely the last time you'll speak to your loved one. What do you say when you KNOW and there's nothing you can do about it? What courage they had to storm that cockpit. We'll never know how many lives they actually saved that day. That's the definition of a hero. How about the rescue workers that went UP the towers while others were coming down? What bravery. It's awe inspiring really. There were so many heroes that day. There are so many heroes today as well. Our Armed Forces are fighting every day to end terrorism. We owe them our gratitude. We owe them our lives. The first step to showing that gratitude is to Never Forget. Remember.
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Our preacher from church posted a comment on my blog post of the same topic.
He was stationed in Kosovo at the time.
There were heros here in the states as well as those stationed overseas protecting borders.
But I"m sure you know that.;)
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