Today, many of us reflect on how much our worlds were changed 10 years ago. The promising future shattered in a matter of seconds.
I try to describe to my children what life was like before 9/11, but they just can’t understand. My children have known no other world but this one...the one where gas and housing prices keep rising...where incomes for the middle-class keep falling...and where Daddy goes over seas to “fight the bad guys” every few years, leaving them behind.
They know the tears that come with separation, the fear that comes with uncertainty, the joy that comes with reuniting and the pain that comes with change...
I was inspired by the stories of the brave souls on flight 93 and their last calls to their loved ones. I wrote this poem 1 year after 9/11, 9 years ago today. I have only looked at it a couple times since then. Sometimes the pain is so strong that it’s nice to forget, at least not be reminded...even if we can’t...
I share Post Script with you:
Post Script
9.11.02
Hello Babe. I’m okay.
I wanted you to know.
Many things have changed today.
We're still . . . nowhere to go.
They tried to change our way of life,
But they could not see
That we find joy, peace and life
In the roots of liberty.
The honor to serve everyone,
To be American
Gives me hope to carry on
And helps me live again.
You’re the calm within my storm,
The light that fills the dark.
Above the rest, above the norm,
You’ve led me to ‘the mark.’
Live to help others live.
This should be our call.
Give our time, our souls, just give-
Just give to them our all.
I’m glad we had this time to talk,
But it’s time to go.
He is walking where we walk. . .
They’re saying now, “Let’s Roll!”
Know this babe, I did my part.
Remember this much too-
You always will be in my heart.
P.S. – I love you.
Throughout our History, generations have had to deal with their 9/11’s and the changes it brought, whether it was the Boston Massacre, the shelling of Ft. Sumter or the bombing of Pearl Harbor. Each time, our fore fathers stood up to the challenge, and each time they triumphed. We have and will continue to do the same...
E Pluribus Unim – Out of Many, One...
