I've decided that my life with my one and only, Jeremy, is far more interesting and fun than my life on my own. Therefore, I am once again redirecting the focus of this blog, and this time it is for good.
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♥Yours Truly, TB
September 21, 2011
September 11, 2011
Has it really been 10 years?
Was I really only 13? I remember how profoundly this day affected me 10 years ago. I remember watching the news all day at school and how still and quiet everything was. I remember how I didn't really want to believe that any of it was true until my mom called me from California to see if I was okay, how images of the planes hitting the towers and people jumping off the buildings tortured me, how I cried for weeks for all the people lost and their grieving families, how personally offended I was by the attacks, and how fearful I was for what would happend next. It really does seem hard to believe that I felt these things as deeply as I did as a 13 year old version of myself.
But I also remember how the people of this country came together in the following months. I had never experienced such patriotism. True patriotism, where people came together for the good of others and seemed willing to do anything to protect what we have as Americans. As opposed to the arrogant thinking that we are better than the rest of the world and completely untouchable, the only way of thinking that I had known.
It makes me afraid that it takes such tragic events to move this nation. What will have to happen next to get people to remember to take care of one another and of this country that has given them so much? When will people stop complaining and stop taking for granted the freedoms and opportunities given to them? There are places where citizens have to live in constant fear of car bombs, AIDS, starvation, sex trafficking, dictatorship, never getting an education, and never having control over their lives. I am sometimes disgusted with the citizens and the government of this country, but I forget to never despise America, no, not after the life that I have been able to live here safely and comfortably, surrounded by people that care for me.
I will never forget September 11, 2001. I will never forget that America is not invincible and is worth keeping safe. I will never forget to thank God for placing me in this country and allowing me to live life freely and abundantly, and for showing me that he did not give me freedom and abundance to keep to myself, but to share with others.
But I also remember how the people of this country came together in the following months. I had never experienced such patriotism. True patriotism, where people came together for the good of others and seemed willing to do anything to protect what we have as Americans. As opposed to the arrogant thinking that we are better than the rest of the world and completely untouchable, the only way of thinking that I had known.
It makes me afraid that it takes such tragic events to move this nation. What will have to happen next to get people to remember to take care of one another and of this country that has given them so much? When will people stop complaining and stop taking for granted the freedoms and opportunities given to them? There are places where citizens have to live in constant fear of car bombs, AIDS, starvation, sex trafficking, dictatorship, never getting an education, and never having control over their lives. I am sometimes disgusted with the citizens and the government of this country, but I forget to never despise America, no, not after the life that I have been able to live here safely and comfortably, surrounded by people that care for me.
I will never forget September 11, 2001. I will never forget that America is not invincible and is worth keeping safe. I will never forget to thank God for placing me in this country and allowing me to live life freely and abundantly, and for showing me that he did not give me freedom and abundance to keep to myself, but to share with others.
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