never forget

via my Tumblr.

I was 6 when my dad came back from work when the sun was still shining one fall day. I remember trying to be the center of attention but my dad ignored me and watched the TV for hours. I knew something was wrong but it wasn't until years later I realized that the only America I really, fully understood and know was the post 9/11 America. The America that proved just how much we all cared for one another and stick together when tragedy strikes America.

Today I cried when Proud to Be an American came on the radio because I will never forget. I will never forget those people on the plane, losing their lives simply because the terrorists chose their plane. I cried for their families and them never getting to say a proper goodbye. I cried because I will never forget, and no American should.

1 comment:

  1. Very nice Sarah-Anne. Well said. We should always remember and never forget. Freedom is never free and never will be, however it will always be worth the fight!
    I pray that your generation does not have their own "9/11" although that is probably not the reality of the world we live in. At least not without God's intervention.