The images and words associated with September 11, 2001 can leave you horror struck. September 11th, most commonly known as 9/11, was the day our nation lost its comfort. Nine-eleven was a day of complete devastation.
This year, being its tenth anniversary, has brought back memories as well as made this nation make the inevitable comparisons in the time gap.
The terrorist attacks left our country scarred. Almost 3,000 people died from all of the attacks. Not even just the physical damage is a reminder. Imagine telling a child on their first day of primary school that their only parent or only grandparent is never coming home again. Can you imagine that? The peace of mind of hundreds of children was demolished the day their panic stricken loved ones passed on the horrific information.
Children are not oblivious to silent reactions. The most we learn is when we are very young. We soak up knowledge like sponges when at the peak of childhood youth. Obviously many people could not keep their children from knowing that something was terribly, terribly wrong.
All the while people are trying to take care of things to the best of their abilities, the bravest men and women that you will ever encounter were saving lives. Those people were salvaging anything they could. Whether it was going back into collapsing burning buildings or simply waiting out someone’s last seconds with them.
It is an excruciating thought to think that when those buildings were falling apart the only options for some were either leaping to an inescapable fate or burning alive.
The dreadful acts committed by these terrorists were severely unjust, to say the least. The never forgotten impressions left on this nation’s heart are beyond formidable. Though the unspoken union in our country was needed, it was brought upon by a much stronger catalyst than should’ve ever needed.
But I am deeply honored to have such determined protection over my nation. As well as being able to have such ultimate dedication from everyday people. The same people you wouldn’t normally assume to be showing such deep heroism. But people like the fire-fighters from that day will never be forgotten.
I remember close to nothing from that day. But that does not mean that I do not know of the ultimate consequences and outrageous violations of the habitual comfort everyday once provided. I may not know the toll it took on individuals with firsthand experiences, but I consider myself very lucky because of that fact alone. I do not know if I’m a strong enough person to be able to handle devastation of that magnitude.
