Never Forget

Today is a day of remembrance.  It is a day to remember the parents who never got to hug their children.  The husbands who never got to kiss their wives.  The children whose lives were cut too short.  The business men and women...the flight attendants...the cops...the firemen.  The 23, the 37, the 343, the 2,977. 

It is a day to be quiet, to reflect, to honor.  It is a day to show the victim's families that we have not, and will not, forget.

I have talked about this day a few times before on the blog.  I have talked about where I was that day.  I shared my feelings when they were going to build a mosque at Ground Zero.  I recapped Skip's and my trip into the city to visit the memorial.  I shared a letter from my dad's friend who died in the Towers.  I've talked about the fear. 

But today all I can think about is the victims...the families left behind...and those that survived that horrific day.  102 minutes.  That's how long the attack took from start to finish.  Just 102 minutes to change their lives....and our world.

Today I pray.  For peace for the families.  For comfort for those who saw the unspeakable that day.  I pray for our cops and firemen...continually working to keep us safe.  I pray for our military who continue to fight the enemy overseas.  And I pray that we never have to live through another day like 9.11.01 ever again.