Today is September 11.. 2010.. and it is always a weird day… and the more years that pass.. the exact same it feels.. I still think of the news.. and the TV shows.. and the images of people ransacking the streets trying to find loved ones.. it truly brought us all together.. I was heading off to College after waking up and my mom telling me the news.. I knew it was huge.. but how huge? I remember also.. not really getting it.. I was very naive in believing that people wouldn’t actually do that to people.. suicide bombers? really.. than sitting in crim class.. I remember all these people talking about who was behind it.. and my crim teacher saying it was probably this guy.. Osama Bin Laden.. and how did some people in my class even know about this person? let alone.. now we are accusing this man.. little did I know..
I remember hundreds of kids huddles around TVs that the teachers had set up all over the school.. knowing that something in the world shifted.. and now looking back to that day.. and now being a wife.. and a mother.. I grieve harder than I did that day.. because now I know the pure raging love that was pouring out of these people.. who were scouring the streets looking for the father of their unborn child.. or their mother.. or their children.. Today I will hold olive a little closer.. and be a little more patient.. because that is what I know the widows and survivors of 9/11 are doing today.. living in America the last few years.. its like I finally realize how different it would have been down here for them.. We watched it from Canada terrified and I just didnt imagine what the people down here were feeling.. trapped in their own country.. wondering what would happen next?!
So today.. I think about everything.. and everyone involved.. which is everyone in this world.. and how lucky we are to be here today..
09/11/2001
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