Monday, September 10, 2012

Found Patriotism: 9/11 Project

Eleven years ago tonight, I have no idea what I was doing.

It was a Monday, just like tonight. I know I tucked my 'just-days-away-from-one-year-old' son into bed. I know I was missing my husband...he was half a world away on a Hardship Tour in South Korea.

Beyond those two things, I have no idea.

The next morning. I got up, we all got up. Showered, brushed our teeth, dressed and headed for work and school.

A little crazy now when I think about it. The minutes are tick...tick...ticking away...the center of Industrialism and Commerce is going to be attacked by our own engineering. And we're grabbing a latte.

Our collective world was turned upside down. We were scared to death, intrigued, angry, moved to fellowship. We came together.

Do you remember that feeling?

September 12, 2001.

The day America was ONE.

We weren't a color.
We weren't a sexual orientation.
We weren't a Catholic or a Buddhist or an Atheist.

We were PEOPLE standing in line at the grocery store, knowing exactly what everyone beside us was thinking:

No one f*cks with the United States.

So now I end this and move wordlessly into photographs. If these move you, let us know. Send us yours.


1 comment:

  1. Things can change in a moment; in the twinkling of an eye.
    We must not allow the change to cause us to freeze, but to act. It is in that moment that we show our metal, we become all we were created to be.
    Others become more important than ourselves, and we become greater than we ever thought ourselves possible.
    Those are the times we make a difference.
    Live in the moment, we cannot change the past, but we can affect the future.
    "Serving Project"