Remember 9.11.01

I know it’s good to move on and everything, but it just feels right for me to be a little somber today.  It bothers me—ever so slightly, but still—to see this feature article on msn.com’s main page:

9/11A nice little tribute update…

…followed by these:

msn.comCountries with the best-looking locals…

msn.com2…and fall fashion dos and don’ts.

Really?  Can we not just have one day of reflection? One day, without filling our minds with thoughts of Michael Kors, cities with fantastic public transportation, and whether or not hypnosis really works?

It all seems so trivial, and, in my opinion…not quite fair.

FDNY_FF_with_axeImage from here.

The events of September 11th, 2001 changed America.  Things have not been the same since then.  I think about that day every time I get frisked at airport security.  I think about that day every time I see a soldier.  It started a war, for heaven’s sake. I didn’t have a friend or relative who died in the Trade Center, but I had a little piece of my country die.

And I felt my patriotism grow.  That day in my Sophomore year when I was sitting at Mimi’s Cafe with the entire student council (it had been picture day—we got out of school all day to go get photos taken and then have lunch), when I almost couldn’t eat my blueberry muffin for worry that my secret crush would get drafted before we could ever get married (like I said, I was a Sophomore {grade 10, Canadians})…that day changed me.

I don’t remember September 11th for just one day every year—I think about it all the time.

Please pray for our soldiers today.  Not just for one moment of silence, but all day long.

Is that too much to ask?

Please, I’d like to hear what you remember from that day.  If you aren’t American, what was it like in your country on September 11th?

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