I don't know how to really put into words what I'm thinking right now. Seven years ago I came home from New York after working as a nanny for a while. I was originally due to come home September 11th but for some reason decided I needed to come home earlier. I am more than grateful that I came home when I did instead of when I was scheduled to.
I am sad for the families who lost mothers, fathers, sons, daughters in that tragic day. I haven't really been mad at Bin Laden for making those suicide fighters believe in something so heinous. I just can't fathom believing in it myself.
Today isn't really about politics for me. Yes, I think that Bush could have handled the whole war differently. But really, nearly 3000 Americans died because some sick man decided that all Americans aren't worth having around. Today is really just about a nation pulling together in a time that shook everyone to the very core. Most people knew someone who lived in New York at the time or someone who was in the Twin Towers or on any of the planes.
Its a time to remember them.
I am sad for the families who lost mothers, fathers, sons, daughters in that tragic day. I haven't really been mad at Bin Laden for making those suicide fighters believe in something so heinous. I just can't fathom believing in it myself.
Today isn't really about politics for me. Yes, I think that Bush could have handled the whole war differently. But really, nearly 3000 Americans died because some sick man decided that all Americans aren't worth having around. Today is really just about a nation pulling together in a time that shook everyone to the very core. Most people knew someone who lived in New York at the time or someone who was in the Twin Towers or on any of the planes.
Its a time to remember them.
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