The years might pass by
Yet no matter how long now
We do not forget.
I remember the shock, the horror, the confusion and the uncertainty of that sunny September day fourteen years ago. But even as the years go by, I also remember many good things about that day - the inspiration, the goodness, the kindness of those who did all they could to make a difference that day and in the days to follow. There were so many positive, uplifting stories that rose above the pain and anguish that so many endured that day and still do. It may never be enough to erase those terrible memories from our collective conscience but it does give me hope and a certain knowledge that not all humans are filled with anger and hatred towards each other. There are so many people out there doing good, reaching out a helping hand to a stranger, living in the light of love and joy.
I wrote these words on this date back in 2011 and I still believe them to be true: The triumph of the human spirit, the courage, the bravery, the selflessness of all of these individuals is extraordinary and an example to us all that we can each reach out to help others every day in small ways that can change lives in a positive way. That's how each of us fight back against acts of terrorism, every time we do reach out to another with love instead of hate.
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3 comments:
A great reminder. Beautiful post.
Impossible to forget!
dearest,
i sense this is a post others find difficult to respond to. thank you for honoring those who left this earth and all the families left behind. may we remember to love purely each soul, and each new unfolding moment. to walk in love is to honor all those who no longer walk among us.
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