Today marks the seventh anniversary of the horrific events of September 11, 2001. Do you remember where you were the day we were attacked by terrorists? The day that changed all of our lives forever?
I remember exactly where I was. That morning I woke up to a beautiful sunny day. I woke up my son, made breakfast for him, got him ready for school, and watched as he got on the school bus. Just like I did every school day for the past 7 years. After doing some cleaning and wash, I sat down to take a break and turned on the TV.
OMG! The first thought that passed through my mind was, "This can't be real!" They were playing replays of the first plane hitting the tower when the second plane hit the second tower "live". The newscasters were having an extremely hard time trying not to freak out, and I thought it was the end of the world when reports came in about a plane hitting the Pentagon and reports of another plane dramatically changing it's flight course and heading for the Whitehouse. When I heard the news that Flight 93 had been forced to crash because of some very brave passengers, I jumped in my car and hauled *ss to my son's school. There was no way I was going to let anything happen with him so far away from me!
I was not the only one with those feelings. By 11am, the school parking lot was packed, and parents were waiting in line outside the building as well as down the main hall to the office, demanding to have their children released. I waited in line for what seemed like forever until my son was released from his 5th grade classroom and I could see him safely walking down the hall in one piece.
I took Andrew home and we watched the news together for a little while. I tried to explain to him what was happening, but how do you explain such a monstrous tragedy to a 10 year old without terrifying him?
I know I went through hell that day, and neither I, my family, nor any of my close friends were involved. I can't even imagine the horror all of the innocent victims, their families, firefighters, police, EMTs, Medics, and witnesses went through!
I am writing this in hopes that we all remember that horrible nightmare day, and that we thank God we are still alive. For those of you who are protesting the war, shame on you! If we didn't go over there and kick some ass, there would be more of us who wouldn't be alive to read this. For those of you who do not support our troops, SHAME ON YOU! Our soldiers in every branch of the military are putting their lives on the line every single day to keep us safe, overseas and at home!!!
Don't ever forget those innocent victims who were lost seven years ago today. Please, if you are the praying type, say a prayer for their families, and for the firefighters, police officers, emergency personnel and soldiers who are here....ready, willing and able....to keep us safe today.
Thank you for keeping me and my family safe! May God bless you!
God Bless America!
