I'm a nostalgic person, you all know that. Dates of historical significance tend to make me a bit introspective. Today is no different.
I remember that horrible day seven years ago. I was having a normal morning with my one year old when my husband called from his office and told me we were under attack. I was then glued to the television for the rest of the morning. I sobbed as I watched the towers fall. I was so confused and scared. It's a feeling I'll never forget.
That day ended up affecting me quite personally. One week before that fateful day, my husband had renewed his commitment to the Army and contracted to become an officer. I could have never imagined how the combination of those events would shape our lives.
After completing officer training my husband was sent to Afghanistan to help the Afghan army fight the terrorists. Nothing could have prepared me for the challenges of that experience. But the lessons I learned and the friends I made during that time are sacred treasures to me.
September 11, 2001 had a huge impact on a lot of people, some more than others. As I think back on that day, the day that set life-altering events into motion for millions of people, I try to count my blessings. I'm grateful for a nation that found the strength to move on and show those bad guys that they can't break us. I'm grateful for a loving Heavenly Father who can bring us peace even in times of chaos. I'm grateful for an eternal perspective that reminds me that this life is all about learning and growing, which often hurts, but we're better for it.
2 comments:
It too has been a day of introspection for me. I am so greatful to your family for the sacrifices you have made to keep our country (and other countries) free.
love that post...now I am sitting here with goosebumps!
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