911 Not Forgotten

I did not want to say anything about 911, but it didn’t seem right. I remember that day as if it was yesterday. I pray I never have to experience something like that again. I remember watching those planes fly into the buildings—at least the replay. I saw one plane circle around the building, and then I noticed the smoke coming from the other side and curling toward a clear blue sky. I knew what had happened, and I knew it was on purpose.

I don’t dwell on it because life must go on, but I will never forget that day. I honor the men, women, first responders, and the military for what they did that day and for what they continue to do.

 I know it is not the popular thing to say, but I love my country and its people. We have our problems, but like our immediate family, we argue, maybe call each other names, and storm off like we don’t want to bother with them anymore, but when our family is in trouble, we stand together.

That is how I feel about my country. America is my home, and she is my family. I still say the pledge, and I still say God Bless America, Land That I Love!

Until tomorrow, stay safe, and keep the faith

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