Remembering 9-11

MommyToAshley wrote: I was watching the coverage of 9-11 this morning, and I can't believe it has been eight years. It still seems like it was just yesterday. I can't help but to cry as the family members talk about their loved ones and the flashes of those memories come flooding back. I saw ground zero when we were in New York a few years ago and it all looked so raw, like it had just happened. It was a really humbling moment and really made me reflect on what is important in life. I was also proud to know that even though we have our differences, we are all Americans that can come together when it counts the most.

coasterqueen replied: I know. Remembering this morning, I still relived where I was and what was going through my mind at that time.

My p&pt's go out to all of those who have been lost and who have lost.

luvmykids replied: I was watching old footage from the day it happened and it still felt like the first time....and thinking back, I was PG with the twins, that just seems so unreal to me, it seems like it was only yesterday

BAC'sMom replied: I have been watching the old footage all morning. I am just as emotional today as I was that morning.

bluebear replied: The only coverage I'm seeing this morning is the reading lists of everybody that died. It's upsetting how many people are listed and how long it's taking without commercial breaks.

ChristineA replied: "Where Were You (When The World Stopped Turning)"
by alan jackson

Where were you when the world stopped turning that September day
Out in the yard with your wife and children
Working on some stage in LA
Did you stand there in shock at the site of
That black smoke rising against that blue sky
Did you shout out in anger
In fear for your neighbor
Or did you just sit down and cry

Did you weep for the children
Who lost their dear loved ones
And pray for the ones who don't know
Did you rejoice for the people who walked from the rubble
And sob for the ones left below

Did you burst out in pride
For the red white and blue
The heroes who died just doing what they do
Did you look up to heaven for some kind of answer
And look at yourself to what really matters

I'm just a singer of simple songs
I'm not a real political man
I watch CNN but I'm not sure I can tell you
The difference in Iraq and Iran
But I know Jesus and I talk to God
And I remember this from when I was young
Faith hope and love are some good things he gave us
And the greatest is love

Where were you when the world stopped turning that September day
Teaching a class full of innocent children
Driving down some cold interstate
Did you feel guilty cause you're a survivor
In a crowded room did you feel alone
Did you call up your mother and tell her you love her
Did you dust off that bible at home
Did you open your eyes and hope it never happened
Close your eyes and not go to sleep
Did you notice the sunset the first time in ages
Speak with some stranger on the street
Did you lay down at night and think of tomorrow
Go out and buy you a gun
Did you turn off that violent old movie you're watching
And turn on "I Love Lucy" reruns
Did you go to a church and hold hands with some stranger
Stand in line and give your own blood
Did you just stay home and cling tight to your family
Thank God you had somebody to love

I'm just a singer of simple songs
I'm not a real political man
I watch CNN but I'm not sure I can tell you
The difference in Iraq and Iran
But I know Jesus and I talk to God
And I remember this from when I was young
Faith hope and love are some good things he gave us
And the greatest is love

I'm just a singer of simple songs
I'm not a real political man
I watch CNN but I'm not sure I can tell you
The difference in Iraq and Iran
But I know Jesus and I talk to God
And I remember this from when I was young
Faith hope and love are some good things he gave us
And the greatest is love

The greatest is love
The greatest is love

Where were you when the world stopped turning that September day

cameragirl21 replied: I wrote this poem on 9/11/02 in the parking lot of a mechanic place where I was waiting for them to change my oil...forgot all about it and then found it the other night when I was cleaning through old stuff...not the best poem but remember, it was written in about 3 minutes in a parking lot...it's written on the back of a visitor parking pass I'd found in my car that day....

One Day in September
by Jennifer Newman


One day in September
We went about our day
Didn't know what was coming
Didn't know what to say

One day in September
We didn't suspect a thing
Didn't realize how much they hated us
Or foresee how much evil they could bring.

One day in September
They took everything we had
All our dreams and aspirations
A bizarre deed of the sick and the mad

One day in September
We didn't know just how strong we could be
We came together as a nation
In celebration of liberty

One day in September
A weapon became of a jet
We remember all the fallen
And we must never forget

One day in September
We stop to ponder and pray
We will overcome our enemies
And they won't take our freedom away

One day in September
I promise to remember
Nine eleven
One door away from Heaven....

ChristineA replied: amazing poem!..would you mind if I printed it out and added it to my collection book?

cameragirl21 replied:
by all means, as long as you don't claim it as your own. And thanks for the compliment.

MommyToAshley replied:
That song makes me cry every time!

holley79 replied: It is very humbling. Everyday we are reminded of just have vulnerable but united this country really is.

redchief replied: While we remember brothers and sisters lost, September 11 has also become a day of pride for emergency services brethren and should be one for Americans as well. We mourn for those that lost loved ones on that day, but a divided partisan public came together as a country to support our neighbors as they cried, and to resolve that we would do everything we could to ensure that evil did not strike the innocent so easily on our own soil again. Today you hear the partisan bickering about whether or not we are safer, and the truth is that in a free society, safety is more in thought than fact. We are better at identifying those that wish us harm though, so in that we are safer. But we're also resolved that our system of government is the best there is (despite its flaws), and that religious fanaticism should not be permitted to destroy a good and inclusive governance.

Kentuckychick replied: I stayed up til 3:00 in the morning last night watching a show on the History channel about the day's events. It's weird how even though the shock of what all happened that day was gone, I still felt the same nauseous, clammy, indescribable chill in the pit of my stomach as they showed the various videos... especially the ones of the individuals falling from the towers.

It is certainly not a day that I will ever foget. Not where I was or what I was doing... not that tightening in my chest or how I didn't want my dad to drop me off at the dorms that day and so instead I went to class and then back home where I sat surrounded by my family.

I won't ever forget the weeks... nay months of patriotism that followed either. How even though our nation was in the midst of amazing tragedy, I never felt more a part of my country.

I hope that nothing like that ever happens again in my lifetime... but I do miss those feelings of pride and togetherness.

I wish we could get back to that.