Today is a hard day for America. I lived in Dallas when the towers went down. I was at work gathered in the conference room with my coworkers and we all sat in silence and watched as the second plane hit the tower. My kiddos were very young at the time and were at daycare. Their father was leaving that morning to fly to Washington to visit his brother. I tried to call him to make sure he was okay and at least on his way but for over an hour I could not get in touch with him. I knew his plane was not taken but it made me think of all those poor children who were going to be without their mothers and fathers or sisters and brothers. How heart breaking to have the footage of their death out there for the entire world to see - over and over again. I ended up picking Cliff up at the airport that day then I went and picked up the kids from daycare. I remember just wanting to hug them and never let them go.
I am sure that we all take a second look now when we see a plane in the sky and we all remember that infamous day. I pray for those who lost someone. I pray that we as a nation will never have to face something of that nature again. My heart is heavy today and I pray for peace - let us all remember what is truly important in this crazy world.
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