taking time to remember

I never feel like I have the right words to express my feeling & thoughts about Sept. 11th, 2002. I am a little weepy this morning, remembering that awful day 8 years ago. I remember feeling so helpless & very scared about raising a young family in this crazy world. Tanner was 2 1/2 & Carter was 6 months old exactly. I felt very angry that other people had so much hate in their hearts. So much so that they could take away so many lives & create so much destruction in a short amount of time. I felt very, very sad for all of those families who lost their loved ones that morning. Today I am feeling very overwhelmed with love & gratitude for those men & women who serve our country without a second thought, on a daily basis so that I can hold my head high & live the life that I do. A life where I can proudly say that I am PROUD to be an American. I am taking time this morning to remember all of those people who lost their lives that day. Time to remember those brave police officers, firefighters & kind hearted citizens who sacrificed so much on that day! I know I will never forget that day or where I was when I heard the news. Out of the many photos that captured the turmoil that day, this one is still my favorite. It gave me so much hope(and it still does) that this great country would rise above this day & pull through together.
God Bless America, the land that I LOVE!