Thursday, September 11, 2008


Have We Forgotten?


I certainly have no desire to be morbid. Our youngest children have no memory of 9-11, though they have been full of questions today. I was going to say - there are simply not words - and leave it at that.......we are a resiliant country.


Like many of you I can remember clearly this morning seven years ago. I was 5 months pregnant. I went to the gym. The TV's were showing the WTC. One tower was on fire. As we watched another plane came into the screen.....that scene has been replayed over and over on telecasts. I remember a gentlemen turning to me and saying, "You'd better go home. Thank God my wife isn't pregnant now." That wasn't real encouraging.

We were told Mike would be going to the Desert. Then he didn't. Then we were told he would....you get the picture. Finally, another chaplain stepped up and volunteered. He said that Mike should be home when his baby was born. I was relieved. Mike, like most military men I know, wanted to be over there, doing his duty and yet he was home when Zander was born. Ch. A held Zander when he got back and told me, a bit choked up, that THIS is what made it worth volunteering.

Why do I share that? It seemed we learned many lessons on that one day in history. We can squabble - but beneath it all we are still one country. Sacrfice will sometimes be necessary to protect the country we love. God is still on the throne. There is an enemy of freedom and it doesn't serve us well to pretend that there isn't. I pray we've not forgotten the lessons we learned during that time.

I've been praying for those who lost loved ones on 9-11 and in the war since. I'm inspired by many of the stories we've heard. It's been a bit of an emotional day.

A quote: "The committment of our fathers has become the calling of our generation." President Bush......



©2008 D.R.G.

5 comments:

Anonymous said...

I, too, was pregnant at the time (big surprise...). I think I was about 28 weeks along and needed my RhoGham. We were actually vacationing on Guam (not a bad place to be stranded!!) as we were stationed at Yokota, Japan. After being forced to spend a few extra days at the Pacific Islands Club (again, tragic), we were able to fly out of Anderson AB on a C-17. Did I mention I was pregnant? With #5 which means I was very big? Daniel was born on 12-7-01 (the 60th anniversary of Pearl Harbor -- in Tokyo) into a very different world we'd ever imagined.

We will never forget.

See today's post to see how my public school classroom remembered That Day.

Anonymous said...

Sis: Good comments! What a day we had at work!! l/p Mom

Cynthia said...

A day we will never forget. I've debated about sharing my 911 thoughts on my blog. I started to write them yesterday, but they are still so painful to remember.

Kristine said...

I agree with Cindy, it's very hard for me to think about. I feel that way about Columbine too. Even typing this makes me sad.

Amy said...

Whoa! What an awesome man to step up and volunteer! I am so thankful to live in a country protected and prayed for by men like these...