(Please turn off your music players and listen to what is on my blog just this once.)Today is the 8th Anniversary of 9-11. The day when terrorists attacked the USA by flying passanger planes into the twin towers, killing thousands of people. I am posting this picture (though it is far from great) in memory of those who were taken and in honor of their friends and family. 9-11 was a nightmare come true and will never be forgotten.
I can remember the day it happened like it was yesterday. I was in 3rd grade when Mr. Cowart came into music class and told us the news. I was the only one who cried and sometimes I wonder if any of the others truly understood just what the attack meant. I can remember the number countdown from 10 to 1 on the news when they annoucnced that we were at war. The chill of fear that went down my spine when I saw and heard that is something I'll never forget.
In 7th grade, I got to visit Ground Zero when my Discovery class went to NY. It is impossible to explain how it felt to stand there, knowing what had happened. The piece of metal in my picture was found in the shape of a cross among the rubble after the attack. Some people believe God wasn't there, but I believe this cross is proof He was. Many survivors remember feeling like they were being led out of the burning towers by people who weren't really there or by an unseen presence. My papa (grandfather) died the year before on September 15th, four days before my mom's birthday. He was a war veteran and we all knew that if hadn't have died from RA, 9-11 would have killed him for sure. I like to believe, and maybe this is childish, that God brought my papa to heaven so he could help lead people out of the towers.
I know some of you aren't exactly the religious sort, but for those of you who are I would like to ask you to take a couple of minutes to say a prayer. Everyone else, I only ask that you take a brief, or long, moment of silence to remember those who were lost and all others affected by this attack. Whether you are American or not, it doesn't matter. I would like to thank you all for stopping by and taking the time to read this. God bless America.
God bless America,
Land that I love.
Stand beside her, and guide her
Thru the night with a light from above.
From the mountains, to the prairies,
To the oceans, white with foam
God bless America, my home sweet home.
10 comments:
Beautiful, Briana. As someone who was affected by 9/11, Bri, it means a lot.
xoxoxo
Very amazing. :)
That was beautiful. I was in the 4th grade and didn't find out until I got home; we weren't told in school. I will definitely remember them and honor them today.
Hi,
it is strange anniversary of the evil in us. I will pray for sure today, for all those people who lost their life in the very unfair war. War with unknown and very dangerous enemy.
Jay
I remember the fear and horror of that day... it was terrible. I didn't know about what had happened until my mom picked me up from school that day. I was confused when a lot of kids were getting picked up and then out of nowhere my mom comes to take me as well. When my mom told me, I was stunned and the t.v. had all these images of the towers... I was shocked because only two days ago I had visited the towers! It still sends chills running down my spine.
And Bri, that belief you have about your dad is very sweet... it's not childish at all :)
Thanks everyone.
Sandy: My papa was my grandfather. And thanks girl.
Wow!!! I really have to commend you on this. Honestly Im sur some people dont even remeber that it was the anniversity. This is a great honery you did. I think i was in the third grade when it happened. I really didnt understand the significance back then and I dont think many others did since it happened very far away but the inpact was still very large.
What a great background, Briana : )
Wow. I remember it too. I was in 10th grade in Intro to Computers. Wow!
I remember that day. This was a great post.
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