Saturday, September 11, 2010

Where were you....

My son sent me this picture he took from the plane he was on this week just flying out of a storm over Dallas.  I was so thankful when he let me know he was back in KC safely.  He travels a lot and I try not to worry over much, but sometimes it's hard not to especially when you know the weather is bad. 

I couldn't help but think of those passengers on the 4 airplanes that fateful day September 11, 2001.  They may not have seen storm clouds out their window, but the horrors they experienced with the terrorists aboard and the realization that they were going to crash is just beyond comprehension. 

I think of all the innocent people going about their daily lives working in the twin towers, the tourists who were in the wrong place at the wrong time.

I think of all the children who will never see their parent again, the husbands and wives, the families and friends who will never see their loved ones again.

I think of all the firefighters and police officers who gave their lives that day.

I think of all the servicemen and women who are fighting tirelessly today for liberty and freedom, to protect our country from the ones who would do anything to strip us of that precious liberty and freedom we cherish.  

The first line of an Alan Jackson song goes, "Where were you when the world stopped turning that September day?"  I love that song.  I remember where I was, and I'm sure most of you do too.  Let us never forget.  

Until next time...


  1. I was in Baltimore, MD, that morning where my sister LD was having brain surgery. My other sister LA, and I only knew that the towers had been hit by a plane, nothing more. Walking from the parking garage to the hospital, we saw people running...uniformed navy in dress whites, police..we knew something terrible was happening, but didn't know what until we got inside. I still remember that feeling of too much fear to comprehend. I never had it before that time...never had it since.

  2. I was sitting in the family room of our house at the Lake watching Charlie Gibson on Good Morning America. I don't think I hardly moved from the TV all day. Still paralyzing, shocking and totally unforgettable. My prayers are with them and their families today and everyday.

  3. Yes, let's never forget... 9/11 is a sad day for our country. I am already crying this morning.

    We actually were on our honeymoon cruise in the South Caribbean on 9/11/01... That was very hard for us--not being home during that time.

    God Bless YOU and God Bless America,

  4. I was home - thinking what a beautiful day it was. I was watching the news . . . I felt like it was all in slow motion. I remember feeling sick after I watched the planes hit the Twin Towers - I truly thought that this was the end. Like so many others, I just started praying for all those who were devastated that day and who lost loved ones. We should never forget what happened that day! I am so thankful, and also pray for those who protect us and fight for our freedoms on a daily basis!