9/11 — We all have our stories.
I was caught 2300 miles away, with 5 children. We were to fly out that morning. We had to drive from San Diego to the Midwest — in a mini van.
Along our way, we saw American Flags over every overpass. People would wave to us. Folks were handing out American Flag T shirts.
We got to see this beautiful country — the Buttes of Utah, Mountains of Colorado, plains of Nebraska, hills of Iowa, and so on. Unfortunately, most of us had tears in our eyes as we listened to the radio and learned how people died, and also found out about the celebration in the streets of some Muslim countries.
During stops, every person had a story — where they were coming from, where they were heading. People seemed to care about each other. They needed each other.
My how things have changed…… and what bothers me most is that the anger of people seems to be playing right into the hands of our attackers.
HAVE WE FORGOTTEN THAT WE ARE ALL AMERICANS????
Why do some feel the need to politicize events like this, just for the benefit of gaining power????
We NEED to get back on track to pull ourselves together. Stop blaming ourselves. WE are not the enemy!
NEVER EVER forget those that have died! EVER!!!!!
I can even begin to imagine….. some of the people in the towers… do I burn to death… or do I jump…… I hope their souls are at rest.
DONT FORGET!!!! Tell YOUR children! Make SURE they understand! Thank the heros that keep the enemy at bay!