9/11/2010

I Remember

I still find it hard to believe...
I'm still horrified...
I'm still in awe of the brave few...
I honor those that ran "in" instead of "away"...
I feel for those who lost loved ones...
I still cry...
I remember...
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Yes, I remember... I remember the tears I cried, the horror I felt watching the towers fall and thinking about so many lives lost to hatred and religious ideology... but most of all, I remember how personal I took this tragedy.  First the numbness and then the disbelief and finally the outrage!  How dare they... how dare anyone!  What kind of mind... what kind of evil incarnate could even think of such a thing and act on it???  I don't know.  I can't explain it, so I learned to accept the fact that it happened.  It happened and we must never let anything of this magnitude happen ANYWHERE again.
So, we took the fight to "them".  Nine long years my military brothers and sisters have been out there in the desert and mountainous regions, hunting down those responsible.  Many have died... on both sides, and sad to say, many more will.  The loss of life to this tragedy that happened nine years ago continues and this chills me to the bone.
So, yeah... I remember.  I honor all of those who have fought, who continue to fight and those that are going to fight.
Yes... I still cry... because... I remember... 
And now The Boy is a Marine.  I very good, gungo-ho, OOH-RAH, Semper Fi, field Marine.  He is getting ready to be deployed to Afghanistan.  So, this fight... just turned VERY personal.