I don't need to tell anyone out there what happened on September 11th, 2001, but sometimes I feel like we, (myself included) need to be reminded of those events.
I woke up this morning just pitying myself for having to hustle of to an assignment that I am less-than-thrilled about. I was bothered that the sun wasn't shining, it was raining and that soon, its going to be cold...(I don't really do well with the onset of cold weather...once its here, no biggie, but the approach is awful). Whilst driving downtown for a meeting a local station was talking about rememberance. I had indeed forgotten...
I'd forgotten about the families affected by their losses on that day, about the children going to school this morning without kissing their father goodbye, or maybe their mother, perhaps both. I'd forgotten that somewhere out there, a husband is weeping for his wife who was on Flight 93, (was it shot down? Who knows but that's not what matters today is it?)
Right there I realized I don't have it that bad, I have a wife and daughter and family that are all waking up this morning and going about their daily routine. How could I have forgotten such things?
When I really think about it, we've all seemed to have forgotten. Some may call it moving on because, "We have to let them know that we will not be changed for this..." but lemme tell ya something, we HAVE changed for this and things ARE different now. However, we're missing that feeling we had shortly after 9-11. Where's the unity? Where's the pride? Seems we've all gone back to bickering about our differences in political opinion etc...
I'm not naive enough to forget that someone is to blame and people want answers, etc, but I'd like to believe that since this tragic event has indeed changed us in someway that we can remember it every day moving forward, and while we can't bury our differences 365 days a year, mabye we could at least do it for today.
Remember...
