We were driving to work and listening to a CD when my sister in law called us and told us to turn on the radio. We couldn’t believe it and so we raced to work to see it on the tv. We then spent the entire day listening to the radio, not believing what we were hearing. Later that day we discovered that Mike’s uncle Steven was in the Pentagon when that plane hit. Luckily he wasn’t hurt.
As I watched all the news coverage I knew that our life had just changed, just as it had when the Wall had come down, only this time it wasn’t for peace. In a conversation with my grandmother later that week she said something that will forever be etched in my memory, she said after the end of the war (WWII) and all the sacrifices that were made to ensure peace, she never thought that she would see something this horrific in her life.
Today as my kids went to school, they made sure that they were wearing red, white and blue. I realized something, or rather re-realized something, they tried to take something from us, they tried to break us, to divide our nation, however they didn’t succeed. We rallied, we became stronger, and our spirit was not broken.
This song has always been a favorite of mine, and I loved the pictures that are in it.
In celebration of spirit post something that you love about this great nation.
