Friday, September 11, 2009

Never Forget

1998. We stood atop of the World Trade Center tower during our day in Manhattan. It was a great day with my hubby and cousin; we toured the Lighting and Diamond Districts, ate in Chinatown, ran around in Fao Schwarz, went to the top of the Empire State Building, saw Wall Street, endured crazy taxicab rides through the city, strolled in Central Park, ate dinner at a fantastic Italian restaurant, and walked around Times Square at midnight, feeling totally safe and thankful for such a fun and exciting day! New York and the people of New York are awesome!

September 11th, 2001, I sat on my couch, holding my 4-month-old baby, in complete shock over what I was watching. Just like all of us, the feelings I had were feelings I had never experienced or could describe. Looking at my son, I realized all of our lives had changed forever.

I try to be thankful everyday for how blessed I am. It's easy to sit in my comfy bubble of a life, and allow myself to get irritated and critical over the little things, and complain and whine about mere inconveniences.

So today I want to remember all those families who lost on this day, 8 years ago, the policemen, policewomen, firefighters, and Good Samaritans who ran into the tragedy to help and save people, the brave passengers and crew on Flight 93, who fought back their attackers, the moms and dads, grandparents and families who stood up to take over raising children who lost a parent or became orphaned. I ache for those who wished they would have said, "I'm sorry" or, "I love you" instead of choosing not to. We must remember to not think lightly of what we have, and to take advantage of everything and every moment we can, living and loving to the fullest.

I am thankful for the men and women who give everyday to protect us and our freedoms, and that they wholeheartedly choose to do so.

May we never forget.




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3 comments:

Kearsie said...

I remember I was sitting in a pink recliner in my living room, holding my 3 day old baby girl. I was so sleep deprived that my glassy eyes just stared at the TV while my Hubs was so mad he was hollering at the TV, yelling things like "Bomb them!" It wasn't real to me until they showed a clip of the bodies falling out of the building. I remember looking at Emma, my tiny baby and thinking, Dear God, what kind of world are you going to grow up in?

Jennifer said...

I was in the shower, getting ready to get on a plane to go to NYC for a callback, and the airline called to tell me my flight was cancelled because someone ran an airplane into one of the Twin Towers. Of course, my first reaction was, "What an IDIOT! He is SO fired!" Then I started freaking out coz I was going to miss my audition. So I watched the news with my mom and saw the second plane crash into the second tower and knew this was something completely and utterly different. My heart still hurts thinking of that day and all the lives that were lost. It really makes you take stock of what is really important in life.

Maniacal Mommy said...

Beautiful!

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