Today I will tell my children about the day our world changed. I will tell them about the seemingly normal day that quickly turned tragic. I will tell them about the ashes that fell from the sky, and the heroes who ran in.
Today I will tell my children about the families who are living without their loved ones. The Fathers, Mothers, Brothers, Sisters, Grandparents, Aunts, Uncles, Cousins who were lost that day.
I will recount where I was when I first heard the news. I will tell them about how I felt as if the rug had been pulled out from under my feet. My brain couldn’t even comprehend what I was hearing.
I will tell them about the brave souls who brought down that plane in Pennsylvania. I will show them pictures of the men and women who rushed in to find those who had fallen in the towers. I will teach them about the bravery, selflessness, and good will that was extended that day and for years after.
I want them to understand how very good people can be in the face of such tremendous adversity and tragedy. I want them to know that no matter how evil this world seems, there will always be more good – they can be that good.
I will tell them these things to help them gain a greater respect for the sacrifices made. To help them understand our world just a little bit better. I will shelter them from many images, I will protect them from the nightmares that would follow.
Today I will pray for those families who are remembering their loved ones and missing them so deeply.
Today I will remember because really, I can’t ever forget.