On this day, a national tragedy occurred. Thousands of innocent lives
were taken away in the blink of an instant.
On this day, America was hurt. We as a nation mourned the loss of
so many lives to such a senseless act of violence. We joined the ranks of those
touched by the hatred and darkness of terrorism.
On this day, we saw so many families destroyed. Children said
goodbye to a mommy or daddy who wouldn’t be coming home. Husbands and wives
kissed each other for the last time. Brothers and sisters, aunts and uncles,
friends, said a goodbye that none expected to be their last.
On this day, we were angry; angry at those that hurt us, angry and
those who could have prevented it. Perhaps we were even angry at ourselves for
not preparing for such a tragedy.
But, on this day, we learned what true sacrifice was. We learned
what forgiveness was too. We learned what it meant to be the UNITED States of
America, something we had perhaps forgotten. We remembered what it was to be
proud. We remembered that our true strength lies not in arms or armaments, but
in our capacity for compassion, and love for our fellow man.
On this day, we were reminded how precious our time on this Earth
really is. We were reminded that no tomorrow is ever guaranteed. We once again
learned to focus on what matters most.
On this day, we remember 343 of the Bravest, 8 of the Best, and 60
of the Finest. They will forever remain in our hearts and our memories. Their
sacrifice will always serve as a testament to the eternal truth that love,
courage, and a hope in the goodness of man will always triumph over any evil.
On this day, we reflect on who we were, and who we’ve become.
On this day, we resolve to never forget.
On this day, we remember.
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