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September 11, 2007

Six years ago

Twin towers

Our world was torn asunder that morning. Things we had always held to be true crumbled and fell with those mighty towers. Our confident smugness in our rightful place as the mightiest of nations took a hit. Disbelief and horror battered us into numbness. A terrible thing that could not happen - happened.

Can you call up the intense feelings of the days that followed? The outrage and anger, the sadness and fear? How did we survive that emotional roller coaster? I recall being unable to speak intelligibly or string coherent thoughts together. There were days when I didn’t eat or bathe. We all gradually realized, though, that we had to go on, had to get back to life as normal, or at least life as normal as we could make it. Anything else was unthinkable. Any lesser effort would give “them” the win - we knew that before we knew who “they” were. So we went through the motions for a while, and eventually re-established our interrupted routines. For most of us the changes in our lives were minimal. There was some paranoia about what might be in our mail, some fear of flying and of large gatherings in public places, but we got through those tough days, didn’t we? Our lives today are as normal as we can make them.

We all carry scars, though. Cut away someone’s innocence, gouge out their sense of security and it’s going to leave a mark.

scar n a mark left after healing

Healing. Courage. Strength. We needed those things and more before we could regain our footing. But we’ve done it. We emerged from those dark days stronger and wiser. Our scars will always be with us and will always remind us of our great national pain and sorrow. Let’s remember, too, what else they mean.

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3 Responses to “Six years ago”

  1. Remember and nerver forget!

  2. It is incredible that it’s been 6 years already. This is a tragedy that changed our country and our life styles. It has changed our society as well.

  3. It was a scar that I picked the scab off of early. I live in a NFL town, and we had a home game the following week. Despite protests from friends and family, I refused to let ‘them’ put me in a fearful state.

    The National Anthem never sounded so sweet.

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