Tuesday, September 11, 2007

Six Years Later

I swore I wasn't going to do one of these posts. You know, the whole "September 11th, our lives will never be the same," blah, blah, blah type posts.

But as I was sitting in my car today running an errand from work, Lee Greenwood's "Proud to be an American" came on the radio, prefaced by part of Dubbya's Post 9/11 speech. Now I don't talk politics much, but y'all know I'm not a huge fan of the shrub. However, in the days following September 11, 2001, our president truly rose to the occasion.

The lines from his speech coupled with the song and my admittedly hormonally compromised state, which resulted in me bawling like a baby at a traffic light.

Because I do love my country. I mourn the innocence that has passed from our nation. And I am saddened by the feeling of insecurity that still pervades our society six years afterward.

And as would be with any war, I'm heartbroken by the atrocities committed by every side.

But we're still here. And this is my country, dammit.

God Bless the U.S.A.

5 comments:

tz said...

so pms'y myself...watched a lifetime movie and cried...then when i asked why the flag was half mast today and was told in rememberence of 9/11 i cried AGAIN...

it's good to remember, it's good to cry, it was a horrible thing.

Mauigirl said...

I cried on my way to work this morning when I turned on the radio and they were reading the names of all who had died at the World Trade Center out loud during the ceremony at Ground Zero.

I agree, right after 9/11, Bush did rise to the occasion. If only he had kept that spirit of bringing us together for the following six years.

Amanda said...

Okay girls, you just made me tear up again...

Fracking hormones!

And thank you both, TZ and Maui, for sharing your thoughts with me on that.

Hugs :)

Scott said...

Hmmm . . . You know, I actually felt kind of guilty that I didn't post anything about Sept. 11. I didn't cause that massacre and the resulting war, but it is nice to remember all those people.

Fraochán said...

My hubby is a firefighter - and the community seems to really come together on 9/11....it's the one day they bring (or have delivered) food, sodas, thank you notes....etc. up to the firehouse....