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Ten years ago today, America was struck by something that sliced us all to the core. When those towers in New York City fell, thousands of lives were lost and we suddenly realized that we aren't invincible. Nearly everybody can remember exactly where they were or what they were doing on that day, when they found out what had happened. I was in class and the day just stopped as our teachers told us what had happened. When you're in elementary school, you can't entirely grasp what's happening in situations like this. Many of us learned what terror and sorrow really were that day.
Where were you?
I heard this song on the way to class the other day, and I wanted to share it here.
I will never forget the lives that were lost and the brave men and women who fight and are still fighting to keep us safe. My heart goes out to those left behind.
Where were you?
I heard this song on the way to class the other day, and I wanted to share it here.
I will never forget the lives that were lost and the brave men and women who fight and are still fighting to keep us safe. My heart goes out to those left behind.
First. I've seen that video one other time, that specific on, or at least that specific soundtrack, and I cried just as much that time as I sat here and watched it today.
ReplyDeleteIt utterly breaks my heart, to think of the families that lost someone. The children that were impossibly young to understand why Daddy or Mommy wasn't coming home. The husbands that lost wives, the wives that lost husbands and the list goes on and on.
I have to recount my whereabouts that day. Sitting in choir, when Mrs. Elder came in talked in hushed tones to Mrs Martin, who then announced that something had happened and we were going to watch the news. The tv came on to what was supposed to be GMA and I saw it on a tiny box that attached to the wall next to the door. I remember thinking what is the world trade center, i didn't know. All i knew that lives were being destroyed. When it came time to leave class, I didn't want to because I wanted to watch. I knew it was important. The days following I remember the first time I saw a plane in the air and how that simple sight that I had seen daily for years now gave me the creeps and terrified me.
My heart still hurts to this day for those who lost. It also hurts for all the soldiers who have suffered or died from the resulting war. But what really gets me are those who don't support the war, who's memories are so short they forget why we engaged. (while i know they say that wasn't the reason and there are political aspects that i dont care or know about, we went to war on the people who killed so many innocent lives that day)
that is all.