Photo credit: Ralf Weiser
The brisk rich fall air that fateful bright sunny morning.
Little did we know that our lives would change forever that day.
Over 2996 souls would not come that day – but we did.
The eerie quiet sky in the aftermath.
Remembering where we were and what we did is now etched into our memories.
Cannot forget visiting the WTC and standing on top enjoying the view.
Recalling how magnificent the towers stood looking up standing in front of the towers so long ago.
Worrying about friends, relatives caught up in the events.
Watching the news with hope, disbelief, and sadness.
Looking for revenge and then letting go of that thought. Someone has to start letting go of the hatred.
First resistance offered by brave souls over Pennsylvania farmland.
The many heroes, known and unknown, who saved so many lives that day.
United we stood – as a country. We will never forget the feeling of being united no matter who we are.
United we need to stand – always. There will always be threats and things that we can do better. Hatred cannot win. Love will.
Pray for the dead, pray and think of the living. Let’s never forget – ever – how precious and rich our lives are.