I'm resurrecting my blog for a moment to share a few of the thoughts I had about 9/11 this year. Its crazy how ten years ago today I was seven years old, school had just barely started, and my teacher turned on the television. Any kid's first thought when the teacher turns on the TV is to be excited because that ultimately means no school work. But this time was different. Its crazy how I can remember what I saw, what the classroom looked like, how the other kids reacted...nearly everything about that day. But I still didn't completely grasp what exactly I was seeing. I didn't realize that while I was watching this unfold on the television, kids my age on the other side of the country were losing a parent. Others were losing a brother, a sister, a friend. But my seven year old brain couldn't comprehend this on that day ten years ago. But now, for some reason it seems almost too real. The anniversaries following 9/11 I can remember as well. I remember the acknowledgement of the day, and I remember seeing footage and things from it, and thinking how horrible it was. I remember the day that I was in New York City and I saw ground zero, but even then it didn't seem real. This year was different for some reason. I found myself turning the channel to documentaries on 9/11 instead of watching my normal TV programs. I watched in almost disbelief as various people's personal stories were told and I could barely look away from the screen. I've always had this vision of 9/11 in my head, but never really contemplated it for more than a minute, or never really tried to grasp just how terrible this event was. Today, I felt that.
I was watching a documentary on 9/11 with my sisters a few days ago. We watched it, even though it wasn't our "normal" type of TV choice. Near the end of the show, Madi started to cry. And she didn't just start to tear up - no, she started to sob. Watching her express so much emotion over something that happened when she was only three and has no real memory of really set my mood for the occasion. I'm so proud to be an American, and proud of the fact that I live in this beautiful country where we are all free. I'm amazed by the Americans who stepped up to the plate, and who were willing to give up their lives to save other Americans. Those people are truly heroes.
Today when I was scrolling through my twitter and facebook I couldn't help but take note of all the different people who said something in reference to 9/11. And as I read I wanted to say something too, but didn't know where to place it, or what to say. Finally I decided to place it here, where I know that hopefully the only people who read this are my family, or my friends and who won't mind my jumbled thoughts on the subject. One post I read said "Say right now, the things that you would have said to your loved ones if you were on one of those flights 10 years ago today." So I just want to end my little babble about 9/11 by saying that I love you. I love my family and friends so much. I would be no where without you, you are so important to me. I know that I am who I am today because of you, and I love you! And while I'm sure only three or so people read this post, I still want to say how much I love each and every one of my family members, and each friend who makes a difference in my life. I want to also say I'm sorry, sorry to all that I've offended or wronged, and sorry that I don't always live up to my potential and what who I should be.
This year, I feel as if 9/11 has made me a stronger person, where it didn't have as much of an impact on my life ten years ago. But today, I feel a more connection with America. I felt those feelings of people who lost loved ones today watching their stories, and I have new heroes as well. 9/11 - Never forget.
I was watching a documentary on 9/11 with my sisters a few days ago. We watched it, even though it wasn't our "normal" type of TV choice. Near the end of the show, Madi started to cry. And she didn't just start to tear up - no, she started to sob. Watching her express so much emotion over something that happened when she was only three and has no real memory of really set my mood for the occasion. I'm so proud to be an American, and proud of the fact that I live in this beautiful country where we are all free. I'm amazed by the Americans who stepped up to the plate, and who were willing to give up their lives to save other Americans. Those people are truly heroes.
Today when I was scrolling through my twitter and facebook I couldn't help but take note of all the different people who said something in reference to 9/11. And as I read I wanted to say something too, but didn't know where to place it, or what to say. Finally I decided to place it here, where I know that hopefully the only people who read this are my family, or my friends and who won't mind my jumbled thoughts on the subject. One post I read said "Say right now, the things that you would have said to your loved ones if you were on one of those flights 10 years ago today." So I just want to end my little babble about 9/11 by saying that I love you. I love my family and friends so much. I would be no where without you, you are so important to me. I know that I am who I am today because of you, and I love you! And while I'm sure only three or so people read this post, I still want to say how much I love each and every one of my family members, and each friend who makes a difference in my life. I want to also say I'm sorry, sorry to all that I've offended or wronged, and sorry that I don't always live up to my potential and what who I should be.
This year, I feel as if 9/11 has made me a stronger person, where it didn't have as much of an impact on my life ten years ago. But today, I feel a more connection with America. I felt those feelings of people who lost loved ones today watching their stories, and I have new heroes as well. 9/11 - Never forget.
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