Sep 12, 2008

In Memory

Ok so better late than never is getting to be a theme of my life but I wanted to blog about 9/11 and just didn't get to it yesterday.

I don't know how it's possible that 9/11 was 7 years ago already. In one way it seems like it was just a year or so ago to me. I remember the day so vividly. Yet it should seem like a life time ago since so much has changed in my life since then.

On 9/11/01 I was at work going about my day when my brother called in and said that he'd heard on the radio that a plane had crashed into the World Trade Center. I must admit I really hadn't a clue what the WTC really was. But it didn't sound like anything life changing at that point. After all we have a small airport in our area and had a relative celebrity crash into a hospital in a freak accident a few years before this. Then he called back minutes later and said a second plane had crashed. I remember getting a lump in my throat as it became clear something wasn't right. So I spent the morning doing my best to try and figure out what was going on with out a TV. By lunch I couldn't take it anymore and went to my Grandma's for lunch. I sat for an hour watching the video of the second plane crashing and of the towers falling. I cried a lot that day. I cried for the people we saw on TV who'd be hurt or had died tragically. I cried for the people who weren't sure where their loved ones were. Or those who just walked for hours to try to get home because there was no other way. And I cried because I had to lead a high school youth group that night and I didn't know what I'd tell them. How would I be able to convince them they'd be safe and that God would protect them. Where had he been for the people in the plain or the people in the towers? And I cried for myself because I didn't know how I could ever start a family and bring children in a world filled with such ugliness!

That night I did lead that group. And yes there was fear but the faith of those high schoolers was overwhelming. And well obviously I got over my fear of bring kids into this world... In fact it was very shortly after 9/11 that I began to date my husband. We hung out and talked a lot in the days following 9/11. I guess I've never really thought about it before but I wonder if that day didn't play some small roll in things for us...

Of course life went on much easier for me than it did for many many others. And it is for them that I think we must always remember this day. The people who lost someone that day. The people on that 4th plane who saved additional lives with their heroic acts. The amazing emergency crews who headed in when everyone else was heading out. The many many people that helped with rescue, searches and eventually clean up. And for those that were inspired to defend our country that day. To everyone who puts their life on the line for the rest of us...I thank you!

1 comment:

  1. im pretty sure it happened in 2001 didnt it? or am i insane?!

    but wow was this an amazing entry! :) everything you said was astounding :)



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