9/11 blogging: important, necessary and cathartic

9/11 blogging: important, necessary and cathartic

I am not a reporter. I would like to consider myself somewhat of a journalist although there are those that would argue. I am simply a blogger that enjoys writing about things I find interesting, things that upset me or that I find humorous and just life in general. There are times however that I feel that despite being “just a blogger” I have a responsibility to write about things that have impacted not just myself, but the world. 9/11/01. I don’t really need to state more than the date to conjure up memories, nightmares and realize that this date, just as FDR stated about December 7, 1941, is a date which will live in infamy.

Today many people will discuss where they were. They will reflect with disbelief when they heard what happened. Many will cry remembering. I always do. I was driving to Davenport, IA  listening to a John Denver CD. Listening to music that embraced the beauty and joy of life, with words like:

“Though the cities start to crumble
And the towers fall around us
The sun is slowly fading
And it’s colder than the sea

It is written from the desert
To the mountains they shall lead us
By the hand and by the heart
They will comfort you and me
In their innocence and trusting
They will teach us to be free”

Innocence and trusting. We lost much innocence that day. While on that drive I received a call from my mother telling me that the US was under attack. She wanted me to turn around and go home. My husband called. He was watching the horror unfold on TV. As we spoke, the towers collapsed. He was screaming in shock. The music I had been listening to was soured by the sudden ugliness that shrouded the country.

Today many people will attend memorial services for the loved one they lost. They will mourn that loss, they will think of a day that forever changed their life, a day that took someone very important from their life. A mother. A father. A brother. A sister. A father who would never live to see his child born. A firefighter or policeman that gave their life.  A good friend. Lives cut tragically and senselessly short.

Today TV stations will re-broadcast the day as it unfolded. Right now on MSNBC, all news coverage from 9/11/01 is being replayed just as if it were happening right now. Watching it is every bit as disturbing, heartbreaking and surreal as it was 12 years ago. Maybe even more so as we know now so much more of what happened. That day was a myriad of confusion, horror and the fear of the unknown.

Today many have pledged to do a good deed. The 9/11 movement “I Will” promotes goodness and kindness. People will  give of themselves time and energy for the good of others.

Today Americans will feel the surge of patriotism that they felt that day. They will remember how a nation came together, how for a day, everyone set aside their differences.

Today some will just simply go about their business and not give it much thought. There is no criticism for those, maybe even envy that they were unaffected by it. I believe those people are very few and far between.

Awareness is key. Much like the Holocaust, the mantra of “never forget” is an important order. We must never forget. We cannot let what happened that day fade into history books. I don’t believe we as a country ever will, but 100 years from now will it still be remembered every 9/11?? Will future generations care?

Take a moment of silence today and pray that they do. Pray for the victims and their families and those that are mourning those losses. And pray, that what we witnessed that day will never be repeated.

God bless America.


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  • Your thesis on sept 11 is brilliant, poignant and religious. Your are a reporter but more than that you wrote this piece of history with heart.

  • In reply to Norm:

    Thanks Daddy :)

  • Before 9/11, I don't think anyone in America thought that some people, in their zeal to terrorize, would not care an ounce about losing their own lives in the process. I remember those "suicide" plane attacks with the same vivid disbelief that I experienced 11 years ago, and I sure hope we never forget and are able to effectively convey the magnitude of that gripping tragedy to our children. It is the least we can do to honor the spirit of this country and especially the people who were directly impacted by this terrible attack.

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