The Sixth September
Sep. 10th, 2007 09:38 pmIt's been six years. Do you remember where you were when you heard? What you were doing, how you felt? Do you remember watching the television in horror, perhaps even crying, wondering what kind of monster would do this, how could a loving God let this happen?
It's been six years. And yet it might as well be six hundred, since we as a nation have such a short memory. We're supposed to "forgive and forget", even though the scumbags responsible such as Osama bin Laden have yet to be apprehended and held accountable for mass murder.
It's been six years. We're back to bickering amongst ourselves and pointing fingers. We've taken sides-- whether Democrat, Republican or otherwise -- and we fight a war of words across the aisle against each other instead of against the enemy whose lust for American blood is still unsatisfied.

It's been six years. Six years since 2,974 people lost their lives, including children as young as 2 and 3. I wonder how many of them expected to die that day?

click the thumbnail for a full-sized collage of all the victims
It's been six years. Six years of suffering for some, six years of normalcy for others. And what are we doing? Some of us are overseas, fighting for faith, freedom, liberty, and justice for all, sometimes paying the ultimate price. They are heroes, fighting (for the most part) without the support of their fellow countrymen.

It's been six years. Do you remember? Or have we already forgotten? I know I don't stop and think as often as I should. And I know I was blessed enough to not be personally affected by this other than most people, but I will never, ever, forget. I was asleep when it happened, but after the second plane hit my mom woke us up and we watched the news in our pajamas, not even bothering with breakfast. I will never forget that feeling of disbelief, and helplessness, watching people die, watching those towers crumble into dust. Even if I could, I wouldn't want to. And I don't think any of those 2,974 people would want us to, either.

God bless America, and America bless God!
It's been six years. And yet it might as well be six hundred, since we as a nation have such a short memory. We're supposed to "forgive and forget", even though the scumbags responsible such as Osama bin Laden have yet to be apprehended and held accountable for mass murder.
It's been six years. We're back to bickering amongst ourselves and pointing fingers. We've taken sides-- whether Democrat, Republican or otherwise -- and we fight a war of words across the aisle against each other instead of against the enemy whose lust for American blood is still unsatisfied.

It's been six years. Six years since 2,974 people lost their lives, including children as young as 2 and 3. I wonder how many of them expected to die that day?

click the thumbnail for a full-sized collage of all the victims
It's been six years. Six years of suffering for some, six years of normalcy for others. And what are we doing? Some of us are overseas, fighting for faith, freedom, liberty, and justice for all, sometimes paying the ultimate price. They are heroes, fighting (for the most part) without the support of their fellow countrymen.

It's been six years. Do you remember? Or have we already forgotten? I know I don't stop and think as often as I should. And I know I was blessed enough to not be personally affected by this other than most people, but I will never, ever, forget. I was asleep when it happened, but after the second plane hit my mom woke us up and we watched the news in our pajamas, not even bothering with breakfast. I will never forget that feeling of disbelief, and helplessness, watching people die, watching those towers crumble into dust. Even if I could, I wouldn't want to. And I don't think any of those 2,974 people would want us to, either.

God bless America, and America bless God!
no subject
Date: 2007-09-11 01:45 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-09-11 08:31 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-09-11 08:44 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-09-11 09:42 pm (UTC)