Remembering

Ryan asked me why I hadn't posted a 9/11 blog yet today.  Well, here it is:

Most of us can remember where we were, what we were doing or at least remember that for most of us it started out like any regular day.  I was home with Zach, Steve was at work and Ryan was at school.  Steve called me and said, "Turn on the tv.  I think NY just got attacked".  My first thought was, yeah, right, the media is probably making a huge deal out of nothing.  But then I turned on the tv.

The first tower had been hit but they were not sure yet if it was a terrorist attack.  It could have just been a tragic accident.  Then the 2nd building was hit and there was no mistake.  Both buildings fell and the nation, the world went numb.  The other hijacked planes went down and we were no longer the safest place in the world. 

For awhile we watched the rescue efforts and then the clean-up efforts.  The funerals, the eulogies, just pure sadness.  I was glad Zach was so young and Ryan was too young to really understand what was going on so I could just explain the unexplainable as simply as possible. 

Everyone today is posting "Never Forget" and things like that on facebook and all social media.  I didn't because there really isn't much more I can say without it sounding tired and old and stale.  And worn out.  So I will say this: 

I will REMEMBER to celebrate our country's strength, courage and ability to recover from a horrible tragedy and not let it keep us down.  We are brave, we are strong.  We are America.