September 11, 2001. A day that many of us won’t forget what we were doing when we heard of the first plane crashing into the World Trade Center. I reminisce about what I was doing at that moment in this post from last year.
Today I’m praying for the families who lost loved ones that day. I’m praying for the families who have lost military members who answered the call to defend our nation after that day. I’m praying for the military members currently serving overseas and for their families who are separated from them this day. I’m thankful that God allowed my husband to return to me safely.
This past year, there wasn’t a day that my husband walked out of his living quarters over in Afghanistan where he didn’t think about 9/11/01. The qulat where it was believed the 9/11 attacks were planned stood on his FOB (Forward Operating Base) just outside of where he slept. Every day he said he looked at it and it reminded him why he was in Afghanistan…why he originally decided to join the Army National Guard and serve.
During the deployment, I received several questions from people. One of them which occurred more than I care to admit was, “What are we even doing in Afghanistan?”. To which I responded, “Have you forgotten about 9/11?”. Sometimes deep down I would be upset…upset that we can so quickly forget the attack on our nation and the lives lost that day while the members of our military bravely put their lives on the line daily for us and our freedom.
Sometimes in the business of life I would just stop and look around…people rushing around going about life as if no war was even occurring. I wonder if that bothers those who return from war or if they view this as they’ve done their job so that we can continue on with our lives? Those of us at home with loved ones away never forget; we may still be busy but we never forget. Yet I tried to channel that upset feeling to one of thankfulness…Thankful to all who have and are serving to continue to keep this great Nation free. Thankful that we don’t have to experience what it’s like to have bombs going off daily on our home soil; I think often of the children in Afghanistan and Iraq. Thankful that we can go about a daily life without having to sacrifice much of anything. I think that’s what we’ve lost in this war. The ability to know what it’s like to sacrifice in order to contribute to the greater good like the Great Generation did during World War II. Ultimately I’m thankful to live in this Nation created under God, thankful for our freedom, and thankful for those who continue to protect this freedom! May God bless America and may we never forget 9/11/01!