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At one time, this day represented the day before celebrating my
son’s birthday.
Now it is has
become a day of remembrance for tragedy and destruction.
Pain,
confusion, and sadness will forever mark our calendars of this day.
My first
thoughts questioned,
Is this the
price for leadership and control?
Terror and
pain washed over the whole world.
I thought of
the confusion for all;
In the
buildings,
At home,
And away from
home.
I felt life
slipping away,
I just stood
there with emptiness and disbelief,
But I took
back my control of myself.
So many
helpless and frightened people surrounded me,
All focused
with intense attention to the media on the television,
Over and over
we watched this horrid event unfold.
I wanted to
comfort them all,
I assured them
that we all would be safe,
And wished the
news media would disappear.
Life seemed
different, now,
Unsafe,
Unsure, and Short.
I hoped my
family and friends were safe.
I cry
sometimes in memory of such tragedy,
And wonder why
so many had to suffer,
And more
wonder why people find it so much harder to love than hate.
It seems to
have helped to pull us together,
And strenghtened an awareness of unity between all.
I guess my
point is summed up in the last sentence.
People all over the world find it easy to hate
us and
Their attempts
to destroy our country
Will only increase our
desire for lasting unity.