{{9/11 Reflection}}
Its TRUE -NONE- of us will ever forget that tragic day. I am like no other when I can tell you exactly what I did that dreadful morning…….
I was big and pregnant with my first born. My hubby had left super early that morning to work. I rolled (literally) my butt out of bed and walked down the hall to the kitchen. I flipped on the kitchen lights and began to make myself some breakfast. I reached for the remote and turned on the television. There I saw a large tower in flames. I assumed it was nothing (how naive) so I flipped to another channel, same thing, flipped to another channel, same thing. Finally I sat down on the couch with my cereal and paid attention. I was in emotional horror. I couldn’t finish my bowl of cereal. I sobbed. I ached for all those lives. All those innocent Americans. I hurt for the families whose loved ones were killed. I distinctly remember how lost I felt, as a new mother about ready to bring a child into the world. I thought, how could I bring a child into this kind of horror? I remember feeling so confused and without a doubt “Plain Terrified.” Like so many of you, its a memory of ache and sorrow. I can’t imagine those who did loose loved ones, and the immense suffering they have felt.
I think of {All} those brave Fireman and Police officers doing what they have worked so hard to do… “SERVE AND PROTECT”! and they did just that. I think of my husband today, and I couldn’t be a happier wife knowing my hubby does the same line of work. “To Serve and Protect.” I feel comforted knowing that on that day we rallied together like I have never seen our nation do before. Any kind of prejudice or pettiness was set aside. We were undoubtedly the most loving bunch of Americans I had ever seen or witnessed. I remember how peaceful the world felt, everyone seemed to want to reach out and help the best way they new how. As I have reflected on 9/11 today, and have watched broadcast tributes, read many blog posts… I can tell you now that we all know how to be some of the best “human{kind}” we can be. To pull together, love, and work beside one another when we really truly need it. That makes me so incredibly happy.
I ask that you all love your family’s a little harder this evening and squeeze those precious children of yours. I won’t be putting COM Monday up until tomorrow morning. I want you to spend time with……
“THE BEST CRAFT” you have ever made… “YOUR FAMILIES.”
{I have never noticed this until now… as I looked at this picture… Notice the twin towers look like the number 11? certainly makes you think.}
xo and loves, jen
Thank you for sharing this. I was hugely pregnant with my first baby too. It’s hard to believe that it was 10 years ago. May we always remember.
Always remember, never forget…
Wonderfully said, Jen. I feel just the same.
Just wanted to share the first thing I thought of after seeing this picture you posted. Notice how the light shining through the towers gives the image of a cross?? That’s no coincidence. May God’s grace shine on those who lost loved ones in this tragedy.
My now 10 year old was a baby sleeping on my chest. Prayers still today and always.
I never thought about them resembling No 11 before.
The Bathtime Team