On this day, eighteen years ago, those who hate America and its people orchestrated an attack on American soil. An attack we haven’t seen the likes of before that day. A day they planned to ensure we’d never forget 9/11.
That day is September 11th 2001.
NEVER FORGET 9/11
Today, we remember. Today we reflect. On this day we honor and remember September 11th.
As I think back, I realize young, teenage me didn’t grasp the weight of this day all those years ago. But today, and each year since, I am reminded of the lives lost 18 years ago, and the lives of those left behind. The life of the men and women who stood heroic in defiance of evil. The lives of those scared and confused about what just happened as panic erupted on what started as a beautiful day.
To those who rushed towards danger, thank you. To them, I feel a rush of gratitude for everything they did that day, and to every single person who rushes towards danger to this day. A heartfelt thank you goes out to them yesterday, today and tomorrow for all they do.
To everyone who picks up the emotional pieces of that day, I hope with each passing year, your pain is less, and with each new daylight you continue to heal.
Even for those who aren’t personally touched by the loss of a loved one, like me, I’ll never forget 9/11. It’s forever etched in our minds and the sacrifices every first responder and military member makes is not lost on me. While I can never adequately thank those who stand up to protect this country we love, for now, a sincere thank you will have to suffice.
I’m forever and always grateful for the decisions made to ensure nothing like this happens again. Though this is a day of somber reflection, to me, it’s also a day to reflect and feel proud of this country’s founding history, and those guiding principles.
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When the night
Seems to say
All hope is lost
But I know
I’m not alone
By the light
There she waves
Show the way
To the place
Just when you think it might be over
Just when you think the fight is gone
Someone will risk his life to raise her
There she stands
There she flies
Clear blue skies
Reminds us with red
Of those that died
Washed in white
By the brave
In their strength
When evil calls itself a martyr
When all your hopes come crashing down
Someone will pull her from the rubble
There she stands
We’ve seen her flying torn and tattered
We’ve seen her stand the test of time
And through it all the fools have fallen
There she stands
By the dawn
And through the fight
It seems almost unreal that it’s been 18 years since this all happened. I remember waiting at my front door for the bus to stop by, to head to school, and my parent’s had Good Morning America on like an other morning. While I was waiting for the bus, I looked over my shoulder at the television just to see the footage of the tower and the smoke and not long into watching, the second plane hit and it was so disorienting to see it in real time. Anyways, all day yesterday, I found myself thinking of those who were lost on September 11th, 2001, the survivors, the first responders who were lost or who are now dealing with the health issues sustained after, and the families and communities who lost loved ones.
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It seems impossible to think we’ve had 18 years between that terrible day and now. I wasn’t affected in terms of losing anyone, but I always have an immense respect for those who rushed into the building, and it’s so sad to think of every person who lost someone that day – and the people who had to go through it inside the plans and buildings. I cannot even imagine the horror. Thank you for sharing your memories and for reading, Jessica.