As I did my morning blog rounds, I eagerly went to Rockstar Diaries to see who had won the shabby apple giveaway. And I found this video instead. More than guilty is how I felt, to say the least.
I feel so much for this man and all those that experienced 9/11. It's hard not to feel overwhelmed by emotion when you hear a survivor's story, especially someone who has survived with and because of their faith in Jesus Christ. I remember I arrived at the school library, early as usual to chat and study before school started and found, that oddly, the t.v. was on - airing the 9/11 attack. An attack. Why? I mean, I know now all the reasons why, but I still can't help but ask why such a mass murdering would ever resolve anything?
I remember the sadness I felt that morning. Surprised also, at the strong sympathy I felt for people I didn't know and the surge of patriotism for my country. My country. For me, it was the first time we were a unit, a country, a nation.
My thoughts today are with those that survived and died in the towers, not those that attacked. This day is not for them. I mourn for those who have endured loss and pain, and I truly celebrate everyone that survived.