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I Will Remember: 9/11

As I sit here with my glass of red watching the documentaries, it is hard to believe this all happened 15 years ago. I can remember as if it happened this morning. I was in 8th grade choir when the principal came over the intercom announcing that the school was to watch the news immediately. Next thing I knew, I was watching the second plane and wondering what the heck the World Trade Center was. Within the hour, my mom was picking me up and we were headed get my little brother then to the fire station, my dad was a fire chief in our small town of Tice. It wasn't until we got home and everyone was together watching the nightly news that my dad explained as best he could what happened and what it meant. My mom cried, dad teared up at the number of first responders lost, and what this represented for our country.
As of the present, we have NFL players sitting during the national anthem, two of the outlandish individuals running for president, and Isis threatening our borders. Honestly, I'm appalled. I love my country and, while watching these documentaries, notice how well President Bush handled these events regardless of the criticisms. It's a scary world we live in and I worry for my nephew and nieces. The future is highly unpredictable. With this, I pray that God keeps our country safe and has the right person take authority as our future leader. I hope that we can remember everyday about 9/11, Pulse, Dallas, and other terror events whether international or domestic. Remember that life is fragile and nothing is promised. Forget likes and posts. This is what I leave with you with.

                                 ..xobb

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