I remember my mom used to talk about the blizzard of 1978. She remembered so many details and could go on and on about that blizzard. It was always strange to me that she could just say blizzard of 78 and everyone knew what she was talking about.

Then September 11th, 2001 happened. I was a senior in high school. It happened right before I walked into Algebra. September 11th is my blizzard of 78. It is my when John F. Kennedy got shot. It is the day I will be able to remember for the rest of my life. It is what my daughter will hear me talk about like it happened yesterday.

My sister was already enlisted in the Air Force and was barely out of Basic Training. I remember talking to her and her saying she was fine but they were not being given a lot of free time. She just called to let us know she was okay and not to worry.

My husband has been watching the History channel all night as it pays tribute to those moments and days after the World Trade Center and Pentagon was hit. One of the closing comments before a commercial break was “the city has ordered 30,000 body bags.” I asked him how in the world he could keep on watching the heart breaking stories. His was response was “I  just can’t stop.”

Since becoming a mom I can’t handle sad. I can’t handle hate. It is just too much for me.I know this piece of history is important. I do not deny that. I also never want to disrespect those who lost loved ones during this act of terrorism. But the stories are just. too. hard.

As I was thinking about it all tonight I could not help but think of those individuals boycotting showing respect during the National Anthem. I have been associated with the military (active duty, a reservist, and military spouse) for 13 years. I have been at a funeral of a fellow service member while TAPS played and his wife and children wept in inconsolable grief ridden pain. Our American Flag does not represent racism. It is a direct representation of those men and women who voluntarily signed a contract that sent them to war against those exact terrorist who caused September 11th, 2001 to no longer be one of the 365 days of the year. You are not standing up against racism. You are telling those military members and their families that what they have done for this country means nothing to you.

I am pro expressing your right to protest. I just wish some people would consider what their actions represent when they decide to kneel when our flag is being honored.

Where were you on September 11th, 2001?

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One thought on “September 11th-Where were you?

  1. I was at work and my boss’ wife called to tell us what had happened when the first plane hit. We sat in our conference room all day watching. When the second plane hit, I comprehended what was truly taking place and fear struck my heart for Amanda. We didn’t do any work that day, we were glued to that TV and watched as the third and fourth planes hit. We were numb. At home, I finally had to make Dan change the TV to one of the few channels that wasn’t covering it. It was so sad and I had a young son who didn’t need to see this 24/7. I was 33 years old and it wasn’t until then that I realized how much hatred there was in the world.😞

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