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Sunday, September 11, 2011

Heroic

This is what a hero means to me.

Like so many others I vividly remember our nations darkest moment. I was living just outside of Ramstein Air Base in Germany where my husband was stationed and where my 11 year old daughter attended school. I was almost 8 months pregnant and on bed rest, having gone into early labor at 6 and 7 months along. It was early afternoon and I turned on the television. The familiar skyline of the twin towers came onto the screen. I had once viewed their majestic rise from a ferry boat.

There were reports that a plane had accidently hit the North Tower. Soon after, the second tower was hit. It was at this time I knew we were under attack and called Mr. D├ęcor who was working at the base. He had no idea of the event as he was of course not watching television and the base had not been alerted. Within a matter of seconds he said “I have to go. We are on high alert.”

I then called my mother in California. I knew I would wake her up. It didn’t matter. I said I wasn’t sure what was going on but that I wanted to tell her that I loved her in the event I would not be able to contact her later.

I wish I could take back the moment while watching live television that it dawned on me that people were jumping from the buildings. It was something I can now never forget.

Due to the delicate state of my health I turned off the television and turned to prayer. My sweet daughter was on an an air base that was now closed down. My husband was a soldier. Luckily, he was able to find her and they stayed together on base for many, many hours until he could return home with her for a short time.

I still think about those who gave their lives saving others. I think about those who had to go on without their loved ones. I think about the children growing up without their parents. My own Sweet Boy arrived 19 days later, a month early, no doubt from the stress. But somehow our nation began to heal.

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To the survivors: living a well lived life after a tragedy is a form of courage.

To those who gave their lives helping others, I remember and care. Deeply.

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“No one shows greater love than when he lays down his life for his friends.” ~ John  15:13

Laura

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