I have seen many posts on facebook asking to repost this and repost that about remembering September 11,2001, I decided that I would wait till the day before of the day of, honestly there is so much horrible that goes on out there in the world that well it's heartbreaking and I am a person who has always been fine tuned to other people's emotions to the point that sometimes I can't watch the news or I can't watch tv cause I will either cry my eyes out or get madder than an old wet hen cause of some of the injustices that go on so for sanity's sake I block a lot and kind of build my on cocoon so to speak.
Honestly I don't think anyone of us will ever forget that day, or where we were or what we were doing. I remember it clearly just as if it were yesterday and here we are 10 years later and I can't help but tear up as I type this thinking of all the sadness that surrounds this day in history. I remember dropping my girls off at school and taking Matthew to the daycare he was only six months old at the time, I had enough time to go to town and run some errands before I was to be at the college for my classes, when I turned on my radio and there was no music but the DJ's were talking about what was going on in New York I was floored, defiantly shocked beyond belief I mean come on here I was 27 years old and have never experienced something so tragic in those 27 years. I got out and went into the store to pick up some stuff and the ladies started talking about the other plane going down in the field and cause at first I just thought wow what a horrible accident I didn't know then it was a terrorist act. More shock sat in I recall tears came to my eyes and fear came to my heart and all I could think about were my three babies and all the craziness that was going on in this country and how I had always felt safe and comfortable and all of a sudden that safety and that comfort was gone. I decided I wouldn't attend my classes that day instead I went to the school I signed my girls out went back to the daycare and picked up Matthew and just went home cause more than anything I needed to be with them cause in my mind who knew what would happen next but no matter what happen next I was going to be with my babies, my reason for breathing I had to be with them. I was heartbroken for all the families that lost their loved ones, children that wouldn't know a parent or two parents, spouses left behind, parents left behind all the ones left behind my heart-ached for their loss. I have a high amount of empathy and sympathy for those who went through that first hand their pain is tremendous. Though then I didn't know that those acts of 9/11 would effect me in other way's years later after I divorced my older three's father and married Wayne. Since September 11,2001 I have stayed behind cared for children and a home and gone through part of a pregnancy alone while my husband was over in Iraq, pregnancy is emotional even as someone who isn't married to a military man but you add finding out your pregnant one month and ship your husband off to Iraq the next and just see how emotional you get. I can't even think of that deployment without tearing up even still. I had to manage to hold my emotions together and care for kids and all the stuff that goes along with being a military spouse. Scared, worried doesn't even cover it but we made it through and if he has to go again we'll make it through with God's help, it's his job and it is my job to take care of what he has to leave behind. So tomorrow I will remember those who lost their lives on September 11,2001, the families who were left behind, and the ones that have fought and died and the ones that are still out there fighting. May comfort and peace be with them all today, tomorrow and every day that comes after.
Honestly I don't think anyone of us will ever forget that day, or where we were or what we were doing. I remember it clearly just as if it were yesterday and here we are 10 years later and I can't help but tear up as I type this thinking of all the sadness that surrounds this day in history. I remember dropping my girls off at school and taking Matthew to the daycare he was only six months old at the time, I had enough time to go to town and run some errands before I was to be at the college for my classes, when I turned on my radio and there was no music but the DJ's were talking about what was going on in New York I was floored, defiantly shocked beyond belief I mean come on here I was 27 years old and have never experienced something so tragic in those 27 years. I got out and went into the store to pick up some stuff and the ladies started talking about the other plane going down in the field and cause at first I just thought wow what a horrible accident I didn't know then it was a terrorist act. More shock sat in I recall tears came to my eyes and fear came to my heart and all I could think about were my three babies and all the craziness that was going on in this country and how I had always felt safe and comfortable and all of a sudden that safety and that comfort was gone. I decided I wouldn't attend my classes that day instead I went to the school I signed my girls out went back to the daycare and picked up Matthew and just went home cause more than anything I needed to be with them cause in my mind who knew what would happen next but no matter what happen next I was going to be with my babies, my reason for breathing I had to be with them. I was heartbroken for all the families that lost their loved ones, children that wouldn't know a parent or two parents, spouses left behind, parents left behind all the ones left behind my heart-ached for their loss. I have a high amount of empathy and sympathy for those who went through that first hand their pain is tremendous. Though then I didn't know that those acts of 9/11 would effect me in other way's years later after I divorced my older three's father and married Wayne. Since September 11,2001 I have stayed behind cared for children and a home and gone through part of a pregnancy alone while my husband was over in Iraq, pregnancy is emotional even as someone who isn't married to a military man but you add finding out your pregnant one month and ship your husband off to Iraq the next and just see how emotional you get. I can't even think of that deployment without tearing up even still. I had to manage to hold my emotions together and care for kids and all the stuff that goes along with being a military spouse. Scared, worried doesn't even cover it but we made it through and if he has to go again we'll make it through with God's help, it's his job and it is my job to take care of what he has to leave behind. So tomorrow I will remember those who lost their lives on September 11,2001, the families who were left behind, and the ones that have fought and died and the ones that are still out there fighting. May comfort and peace be with them all today, tomorrow and every day that comes after.
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