Today is a day of remembrance. A day to look back and remember what you were doing when you heard the news of the terrorist attack. A day to remember how it made you feel. A day of sadness and reflection. Also this day makes us proud of how our country stood together in support of those that lost someone most special to them. Proud of how we all felt a sense of loss even if we did not know anyone personally who was lost. Pride in our first responders. Those that lost their lives and those that are our local first responders, knowing that they would have gave their own lives if this terrorist act had happened closer to home. Pride in community and our ability to persevere.
Something so horrendous can be a building block of strength. Strength, that those of my generation that had never experienced terror and war like our parents and grandparents faced, to survive and rebuild.
Though there is a lot of unhappiness among the people of our country. Today is a day we can step back and remember the emotions of a day and time when we all stood together. When we all held our breaths. When we all said a prayer. When we all cried.
The American spirit rang through the country side of all America as people, like my Mom and my cousin, who raced to the church to ring the church bell. Raising an alarm to those who may not have heard the news and ringing the bell of reassurance that hope is still alive.
God bless and carry the spirit of love and hope with you through out the day.