Never Forget

I will never forget where I was and what I was doing the morning of September 11th, 2001. My best friend and I had been out drinking the night before and we were just waking up. Every morning when I woke up, I turned on the news as I was getting ready for work. I had no idea that my life was going to change that morning. About five minutes into having the news on, I sat, staring blank-faced at the TV, while the second plane flew into the second tower. I remember crying, sobbing, uncontrollably. For the next few hours all I could do was stare at the TV. So many thoughts filled my head: There are so many people dead. How could someone do this to America? Why would someone do this to America? What is coming next? Can I leave my house? Have I told my friends and family that I love them lately?

Then the towers collapse…one by one. More death….more tears…the feeling of being helpless overwhelms me. Nine years later, I still can’t wrap my mind around what happened that day. How can a group of people hate America so much that they kill thousands of innocent men, women, children, and first responders? NYFD lost 343 brave fire fighters…I can’t even imagine. The numbers are still debated, but they all hover around 3,000 total lives lost in the attacks that day. I still cry when I think about it.

Then war was declared. I mean, surely the scum that climbed out of their cesspool didn’t think that the United States of America would sit back and take this, did they? America united as one and took a stand. I have always been a proud American. I was taught to respect America, it’s servicemen and woman, to stand at attention when the National Anthem is being played, and to proudly display a flag properly. Americans no longer saw black or white, rich or poor…they just united. Amazing.

I feel like some of that unity has pulled apart again. People are protesting not just the war, but the soldiers that are fighting it; people are picketing soldier’s funerals, the flags aren’t as prevelant at they used to be. I ask that anyone that might happen to come across this post today take a moment to remember where you were and what you were doing nine years ago today. Take a moment to think about all the lives that have been affected by these attacks and the war that ensued after the attacks. Fly your flags high today and always, get a new flag decal for your car, tie a yellow ribbon around your trees until they all come home, thank a cop, firefighter, EMT, paramedic, serviceman or woman for putting their lives on the line every day. I know that I am eternally grateful and will never forget. EVER.