As I sit here on my couch, watching a show on t.v. about 9/11/01, I can't help but have tears build up in my eyes. What do you say to the people who lost their lives, or lost a loved one on that day? Thank you? Thank you it was you and not me? I can't help but wonder how many people left their house that day, left their families that day, and didn't say good bye, or I love you befor they left, becuase they would see them again later. How many had a fight with someone, had said things they wished they hadn't, and would patch things up later, and then didnt get that chance? A commercial came on just a few minutes ago with a young girl saying how 43 women had died on flight 93, to keep the plane from hitting d.c., one of them had been her sister. Did she get to say good bye or I love you? I don't know what to say to all those that have lost, and those who are fighting right now for us, but I thank you for your courage, and sense of pride for our nation, and to all that have lost, my love and prayers go out to you and yours. May you be blessed in the end for your pain right now.
What happened to us America? For four or six months after the attack on 9/11 we rallied around, regardless of race, creed or status, proud to be American's, and helped one another. Six months. That's all we could do? I understand how you feel, "I can't do anything so why bother?" I feel the same way. Right after 9/11, I volunteered with the rest of the guys in my youth group to go to New York and search for bodies and help clean up the rubble, but they told us not to come. They had to many people already. I can remember what I was doing when we heard that the first palne had hit. My dad and I were driving into town to go to work on a clients house, and had seen a guy we went to church with, who worked for the light company on the side of the road, and we just happened to pull over to say hi. He asked us right off if we had heard the news. From then I listened to the radio until I got home to watch the news. We couldn't believe it. As the days wore on we wondered why we havn't done anything to attack the people responsible. I know, it's the bureaucracy bullshit that slowed us down, the red tape and politics. We should have just went over and blew that area up and been done with it. Instead we had to go after "weapons of mass destruction" and "the proper channels", until we've lost sight of our goal. Why are we even still over there? Seven years later, it's time we come home, and deal with everything going on here.
Did everyone die in vain? Are they looking down on us disapointed? Every day I believe we get closer and closer to that being the case. How come it took so long to rebuild on the trade tower site? Why is the memorial underground? We should have rebuilt the towers the way they were, as a big finger to everyone who wanted us to crumble, to say "F**k You! We're still here!"
I don't know about you, but I'm proud to be an american, proud to have the different blood lines flowing through me, and I'm not scared to say thank you. I owe you my life. Don't be afriad to say thank's, don't be scared to be proud of who you are and where you come from. Don't let people run over us.
Think about it.
