I know this may seem like a strange happy day post. But thus somber day of the 10 year anniversary of 911 reminds me of my love of America.
This country and the freedoms offered us has allowed for the most dearest things in my life.
-Restoration of the Gospel
-Freedom of religion
-Freedom to choose and be who I desire.
- Freedom from fear of violence that some countries and children who live with such a daily reality.
How could I not love my country. How could this somber day not make me happy when it reminds me of what I love.
I know that on that September morning my life was shaken when my freedom of fear was threatened.
That September morning I was getting ready for school when my dad called me to his room to watch what was happening. I remember seeing the second plane hit. I remember the pain, fear and shock that was in the air at school. A feeling us teenagers where to young to truly grasp and understand. I remember watching news coverage in class and announcements being made when the towers feel, the pentagon was hit and so forth throughout the day.
That summer, June of 2001, I went with my family to DC. I feel more on love with my country and was shocked when a few short months latter we were under attack.
The summer of 2006 five years latter I interned in DC. That summer I visited ground zero and the pentagon.
Last March 2010 I visited Ground Zero again.
I plane to go back to these places again and again as able. Heck I would move there in a heart beat.
I told my mom I need to go this year as I seem to go on every five year mark. I guess last year wi have to count.
I will never forget were I was on that Sept morning 10 years ago.
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