A Day To Remember ©

I was buried in the center of my bed, lost in a dream when the phone rang.
“Hello”
“Turn the TV on, the Americans have been attacked”.

WTF is she talking about.
I fumbled under the bed looking for the remote.
Turning the set on there was a picture of one of the Towers was on fire and just then a plane went by and crashed in the other Tower, I was wide awake now.
This looked like something you would see in a disaster movie.

The date is 9/11
These two numbers will remain in the memories of all Americans for an eternity.
How ironic that these two numbers combined (911) is the number most of us call for help, but there will be no helping thousands of people on this day.
That day, a country a people was assaulted by opportunists under the guise of friendship; with their hands out looking for a better life only to snuff out the lives of others.
My, how the beggar has learned to turn an outstretching had of need into a fist of betrayal.
As the smoke rose from the gapping wounds to the Towers, word came that more suicide hijackings were happening throughout the country.
The United States was under attack within their borders with their own airliners.
Airships filled with more innocent souls.

The Pentagon was hit and in a plane thousands of feet in the air passengers were being held against their will.
Some armed with cell phones learned about the other attacks from love ones and rose and said:
FUCK YOU!!!!!!!!!!!!!
They wrote their own destiny in a field that day.
Their bodies torn, scorched, lifeless but glowing with Honor, Pride and respect for life.
They gave up their lives to save others even if it was for just one life it was worth it because in the end they decided they controlled their own destiny.
As the plane hurled its way into history, loved ones clung to phones, taking in the last words/breath of a wife, husband, son, daughter someone whom they will never hear, see or touch again; children who will never see a parent.
I can’t describe the sense of pride I have at this moment for the passengers on that plane.
They displayed a courage that could only be found in good people.
These people knew how to live, even in death.

This attack even though on American soil affected the world because there were people from other lands in the lists of victims that grew by the day.
People of all faiths perished by those who have no soul by any God’s standard.
Families of people that worked at the Twin Towers were frantically trying to get word of a loved ones status.
Where were they?
Were they hurt?
Were they alive?
Seconds turned into hours and hours felt like forever when waiting for word.

The news showed the legions of police and fire fighters charging into the Towers armed only with the courage beating within their breast to fight back the flames and claim the souls trapped within.
People poured out the front doors and yet more Police and fire fighters charged into the buildings.
New York’s finest
The heartbeat of America
The ones that keep people safe.

The picture started to shake on the TV and a cloud of smoke and dust rushed the screen like a tidal wave.
The Towers collapsed with all the people inside.
Two beacons in the skylight of a great city lay in a twisted mess of metal concrete and blood.
Brave blood
Who says there is no more love for our fellow man?
How many died trying to save someone they never met before?

The whole world will remember Sept 11 2001; it was the day freedom was put to the test.
It was the day that humanity shined.
The world stood up and rushed to aid a friend, not because they were asked but because that’s what people do.
They help each other.
It’s not the Christian thing to do or the Moslem thing to do it’s the people thing to do.
This happened in New York City but it could have happened anywhere in the world where people try to live free and better themselves in peace.

This is the reward for freedom that is bestowed by those who wish to live in an oppressive society where they are supreme.
You can’t have your citizens seeing how happy they could be without them because once they see it then they want it and once they have it you are not getting it back because freedom is sweet.
So they try to take ours away.
One man’s madness triggered a chain of events this day five years ago that has caused pain throughout the world but yet people still protect him.
Why?
Would they protect Hitler?
People to this day are dieing as a result of this day.
Soldiers from Canada paid a heavy price recently trying to bring justice to those responsible for this day in 2001.

I have mixed emotions when I think of this day as you can see scattered through out this post.
My problem is I think too much and I categorize everything I run through my head and for me the bottom line is people.
This day should not be about an attack by terrorists it should be about people.

Five years ago today 2996 people woke up in the morning.
It was like any other day of the week.
They got ready for work and said goodbye to their loved ones and headed of to their jobs.
Some were office workers some were firemen, policemen others pilots and stewardesses.
There were people in all trades and occupations.
Today five years ago someone changed they’re future.
They had no future.
Today these people are a symbol.
Not a symbol for revenge but for life.
To many politicians have pointed to this day for gain.
This day is the day that gave Bush the resources to go into Iraq.
NOT after those who caused this loss of life but for his own agenda.
These people were victims of violence and now victims of propaganda by both sides.
A victory for one
Martyrs for the other
It’s all politics.
See how cheap life is?
What these people don’t talk about is that the victims were fathers, mothers, someone’s friend………

I have been around to numerous blogs reading about the individuals who perished that day.
Bloggers throughout the world have chosen a victim and have put faces to the names.
Meaning to the life they had, to show you yes WE were REAL and not just names on a list, not just numbers.
It gives purpose to their existence because if there is no purpose, then their existence was meaningless.
Those 2996 people are a monument to freedom, Stars in the night sky.
They tell you that life is fragile and everyday is as precious from the first moment you opened your eyes too the last one when you close them for the last time.

I think the most important thing this day does, is tell us not to take things for granted.
Don’t rush out the door in the morning but stop, kiss the wife and kids say hi to your neighbor, hug your mother……..
Don’t put off something for to long because you don’t know what tomorrow will bring.

Today is a good day to hug someone you love and feel alive.

Have a nice day.


Walker