It hardly seems it's been eight years when this great loss of lives occurred. When I say that, I include those who hi-jacked the planes and the many, many deaths since . . . .Vengeance is Mine, saith the Lord.
My husband was serving a year overseas and I had just put my oldest on the bus for school when I saw the video of the first tower falling and the live feed of the second plane crashing into the second building.
I really regretted putting my boy on that bus, but I didn't know, and we were told to wait it out. Our children would be safe at school and experience a normal day, but it may take longer to get them home as the base would be on high alert (no badge, no enter). So, I took my youngest to the dentist appointment I had made the night before (he had an accident, but miraculously, I had saved the tooth by shoving it back in place - who knew?) and lived the day in prayer and phone calls to family to assure them we were okay.
I don't think I started to breathe again until my oldest boy came through the door after five that evening (he was normally home by two something, so you know my heart was in my throat). My husband had called and we said what needed to be said. I think we were equally scared for each other, but I thank God he was able to reach me.
So many did not get that chance.
What you do to honor those who died could be as simple as saying, "Everything else I ever say or do pales in comparison to the love I have for you."
Live your life in and with love.
*We lived at Fort Gordon, GA, at the time of the attacks*
4 comments:
Were you living in NY or near it at the time, Sara?
No matter where one was living at that time, it was all trauma.
We need to remember in a way that causes us to do things like praying to heal our shattered world and spread goodness and love.
blessings and warm hugs,
marcy
Marcy, I updated where we were. :)
Do love your pineapple!!!
Today is a day of thanksgiving. One in which we are grateful for all those who sacrifice for us! God Bless you all!!! Cathy
We were never a family in the service, but of all things, we were visiting a service family and staying on base at Fort Campbell, KY at the time of 9/11! So....I know exactly what you are talking about with regards to what base life was like for a couple of days...big guns sitting on trailers on many corners with the guns pointing upward to the sky...helicopters flying overhead constantly, forbidden to leave base for a bit...strange...very strange. Somehow, though, I felt safe and in some ways glad I was actually with a service family...we felt a connection with being in the service and what all that meant for all of you and actually, I didn't want to leave when we did, which we were having to head home anyway, I think it was two days after...I actually just didn't want to go ..it sounds odd, doesn't it...then again, maybe you know what I mean..not sure. Suz
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