I think we take the word "remember" very lightly these days. We often use the word saying, "Remember to bring your books, remember to call so-and-so, remember this specific date." But when "remember" is used as a serious word, even a horrible event, we try so hard to forget it. I sometimes think that if we try to forget it for too long, we will pretend that it never happened to avoid the pain. Some events and dates are not always a happy celebration, though that does not mean we should ever forget them.
Three numbers 9/11 changed America forever. We have been watching a few documentaries about the attack and I was in tears. I still am in tears when I remember that day. I was only five years old. But even though I was across the States from New York, untouched by the dust and debris that spread across city, untouched by the lost of a love one in the buildings, I lived history. And I will never forget.
So many lives were lost, so many families separated, so many brave men and women to be honored.
We must NEVER forget 9/11 no matter how terrible how painful the memories are.
This post is dedicated to all the brave men and women who sacrifice their lives everyday and to them who sacrificed their life or for our country's safety.