I decided to reflect on the tragedies of 9/11. Today is a day to think of others and look outside of my little world that I am wrapped up in most of the time. This is for the heroes who risked their lives to save others, for the children who grew up without their parent and the parent who lost their child. This is for anyone who lost someone that they loved on that day.
I was home making plastic canvas baskets for my upcoming wedding. Blues Clues was on the TV for the kids and everything was going well, at least I thought so. When I received the phone call to turn on the TV, my life changed, as did all of our lives.
To watch on TV the horror that was unfolding in front of us was mind boggling. I held my children just a little closer to me after that. I have tried to raise them not to hate any group of people because of the acts of a few. Still I can’t wrap my head around what could have been going through someone's mind to do anything this catastrophic. So many lost loved ones.
As I watch the memorial on TV, I am thrown back ten years. Certain things have been stuck in my mind from that day and will never go away. I can’t help but feel something of the terror that those trapped inside and in those airplanes must have felt when they realized what was happening. Losing a loved one is hard enough when its natural causes, but to know that there was agony of any sort just rips my heart out.
We will never forget those heroes who went in just to save one more person only to lose theirs. They are truly the definition of hero. I may have never known any of them personally, but I respect them more than anyone.
Today, I honor those who lost a loved one and I will hold just a little tighter to those that I love.
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