Today, 09/11/09, eight years later... I am stopping to remember and pray for all of the families that have lost loved ones, including the brave men & women of our military who are still fighting, because of the vicious, hate-filled attacks on our country. Lives were forever changed that day, even in states far from the east coast. We are ALL Americans; regardless of race, creed, religion or political affiliation.
I thought it would be interesting to start this thread and ask my fellow RFO'ers.... where we you when you found out what was going on on that horrible day??
I was (thankfully) off work that day, woke up, went in the living room and turned on the TV to the "Today Show." At that point the first plane had already hit the Tower. I remember standing there in front of the TV thinking that was one horrible, tragic aviation "accident". But, in an instant, I noticed that the skies were PERFECTLY clear and remember thinking that it was odd for a plane to "accidentally" fly into a building on such a clear, beautiful day with no rain or fog. I immediately woke my mom and called my sister.
As I continued to watch the coverage, out of no where the 2nd plane flew into the 2nd Tower. I honest to God, sat there with my mouth hanging open and was over come with fear. It was in that second, that I knew beyond a shadow of a doubt that we, as a country, were under attack.
My biggest "freak out" moment came when news broke about a plane flying over Washington, DC. When I found out that THE PENTAGON, I became pretty hysterical. I remember thinking and saying to Mom, "If they can get into the airspace over the Pentagon... they can get ANYWHERE in this country."
It was so surreal watching the news coverage. Oh my God, when The Towers fell... my heart crumbled with those buildings. So many innocent lives lost, in the blink of an eye. While watching the people literally running for their lives down the streets of New York, all covered with that white/gray dust/soot... it struck me that everyone looked the same; not white, not black, not hispanic, not asian... just people. AMERICAN PEOPLE. Oh how I pray that one day we, as a country, can actually live like that, day in and day out.
My heart is heavy today for every single person who has sacraficed because of the events of 09/11. The people whose final resting place is Ground Zero, the people who lost loved ones that day, the men and women in Afghanistan still fighting because of it, their families back home waiting for them, the men & women of our military who have courageously paid the ultimate price, the people who were injured in the attacks that day, for each and every American. I'll say it again because I mean it from the bottom of my heart: we were ALL changed that day, and so was our way of life.
I also want to point this out: this, and things like this, is what can happen when people become so filled with HATE. Hate filled people often times begin to see people who "don't agree with them" as less than human, as unimportant, as disposable, as pawns in their sick, twisted worlds. The HATE in our country HAS to stop, and it has to stop now...before something else horrible and tragic beyond words happens. God help us all.
So today, please take a minute to remember 09/11/01. The firemen who ran INto the buildings when everyone else was try so desperately trying to get OUT. The men and women of our military. HEROS. Every single one of them. Remember them, honor them...they deserve it. It is the least we can do.
I pray that the families & friends of everyone lost because of the 09/11 attacks will feel God's amazing peace and His incredible grace today and every day. I pray for the souls of the people who lost their lives on 09/11/2001 and in the days since then. My prayer is that they are at peace in Heaven with a God who loves us all so much. Amen.
Never forget. Please, never forget.