I logged on today. Fu was so quiet. I remember what I was doing on 9/11. It was a regular day when I woke up. I took a shower and headed up to work to pick up my paycheck. I walked into work and everyone was crying. I was like "wahts going on"? They took me into a room with a TV on. I was like "is this a movie"? They said no it the twin towers. I was like "in New York"? They said yes! I stood there and watched the second tower fall surrounded by co workers my tears fell like rain. I was in dis belief that this my home, my safe place and my freedom was gone. I cried for days. My cousins wedding was that Friday and our family was thankful to be together. My cousin stood in her beautiful wedding dress with my uncle. (who recently passed, God bless his soul.) There behind them was the American flag. I cried like a baby. Today I remember with sadness the events that took so many lives. The absolute disrespect for human life I still do not understand. I feel unsafe now. I feel as though my freedom challanged. I am thankful to call my self an American. Let freedon rain. God bless those we have lost. May God keep those who keep us safe. Maybe be a little kinder, a little more forgiving today. Maybe just maybe we can love one another the way God intended.
Please post your experience from that day in comments. I want to hear from you.