September 11, 2001Never Forget...
I sit here this morning thinking back and remembering the horrific events that occurred on this very morning 8 years ago. Has it really been 8 years? I only had 3 children when those planes hit the towers, the pentagon and flight 93 went down...now I have 6.
I can still vividly remember everything that happened that morning. I got a phone call from Rich to turn on the tv because a plane had just crashed into the world trade center. I was glued to the tv...was this a terrorist attack on our country? How could people do that? What were those on the planes going through and thinking? What about the thousands of people in the towers and the pentagon. How many phone calls home became their last words to their loved ones? What must those people in the towers have been going through that they felt their better option was to jump out of the windows...unimaginable terror! Those poor families wondering if their loved ones were ok or not.
As I got ready this morning I thought about how many people were doing this exact thing eight years ago, not knowing that their lives were about to be changed forever and in such an unfathomable way.
I remember the days after, there were no planes in the skies. It was so wierd to look up , only to see nothing. I can also remember the very first plane I did see in the sky after planes were allowed to fly again.
Most of all, I just remember the immense sadness and state of shock that I felt! My heart still aches for those lives lost and their loved ones and friends!
I think of the heroes that emerged on that day! I recall the many images I have seen of firefighters climbing the stairs as thousands are making their way down. The heavy equipment on their back, the screams, the panic, the smells...they must have been terrified! Would I have been willing to do what they did? I hope that I would have. How many heroes emerged in those stairwells as strangers came together and comforted each other, maybe carried someone, maybe held someone's hand, put their own fears aside to comfort someone else. I hope everyone had someone.
How thankful I am every day for the men and women who risk their lives to serve our country and fight for our freedoms...freedoms that many of us take for granted! I'm thankful to their families for their sacrifice also.
I'm so thankful to be an American and to live in this beautiful country and for my freedom!
I can still vividly remember everything that happened that morning. I got a phone call from Rich to turn on the tv because a plane had just crashed into the world trade center. I was glued to the tv...was this a terrorist attack on our country? How could people do that? What were those on the planes going through and thinking? What about the thousands of people in the towers and the pentagon. How many phone calls home became their last words to their loved ones? What must those people in the towers have been going through that they felt their better option was to jump out of the windows...unimaginable terror! Those poor families wondering if their loved ones were ok or not.
As I got ready this morning I thought about how many people were doing this exact thing eight years ago, not knowing that their lives were about to be changed forever and in such an unfathomable way.
I remember the days after, there were no planes in the skies. It was so wierd to look up , only to see nothing. I can also remember the very first plane I did see in the sky after planes were allowed to fly again.
Most of all, I just remember the immense sadness and state of shock that I felt! My heart still aches for those lives lost and their loved ones and friends!
I think of the heroes that emerged on that day! I recall the many images I have seen of firefighters climbing the stairs as thousands are making their way down. The heavy equipment on their back, the screams, the panic, the smells...they must have been terrified! Would I have been willing to do what they did? I hope that I would have. How many heroes emerged in those stairwells as strangers came together and comforted each other, maybe carried someone, maybe held someone's hand, put their own fears aside to comfort someone else. I hope everyone had someone.
How thankful I am every day for the men and women who risk their lives to serve our country and fight for our freedoms...freedoms that many of us take for granted! I'm thankful to their families for their sacrifice also.
I'm so thankful to be an American and to live in this beautiful country and for my freedom!
I will always remember...will you?
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