13 Years Later.

I posted a status earlier on Facebook about how everyone still remembers how they felt, how old they were, and where they were at the time the Twin Towers were hit. I don't want to repeat myself and talk about how devastating this terrorist attack truly was because we are still reminded of the tragedy 13 years later.

My roommate shared with me a post she saw on Instagram, and I think it is perfect:

• "At this moment 13 years ago, millions of Americans went to bed quietly, with no thought that the next morning their world would change forever. That night hundreds packed flight bags they would never live to open. Thousands slept with loved ones for the last time. One never knows what a new day has in store. Let us live each day to the fullest, and never miss a chance to let those dearest to us know our love for them. So tonight if you have someone in your life that you love, tell them..."-Poppy And Dot (posted on 9/10) 

This tragedy made a nation become a neighborhood, and united a country as one.

I remember being in intermediate school living my life like normal when over the PA System came an announcement that we would never forget, and you immediately wanted to ask questions. But the look on your teachers faces instantly told you that this was awful news. I remember watching the second plane fly towards the second tower and in a blink of an eye, tragedy struck. Parents were checking their kids out of school, my class was nearly empty and teachers were in shock for most of the day. The live footage stirred up plenty of questions, especially for 11 year old 5th graders, because we had no idea what was happening and why it was happening. 

For all of those who have fought, and for those that are still fighting the war on terrorism, thank you for protecting our freedom, and standing up for your country. We are greatly appreciative and honored to have such brave individuals serving our country. 

Having my 19 year old brother in the US Marines, is not an easy thing to live with, especially with all of the war and terrorism still happening oversees. I feel like I should still be protecting him, and watching over him like a big sister should. But now, he is a young man, and an US Marine. He isn't in combat, or oversees but that doesn't matter to my family and I. He is our hero, and he is much more braver than I ever thought. You never think about how much you truly care for someone till you see them sacrifice so much like he has. Yes, he is still my younger brother, and thinks he knows everything about everything, but words can't begin to describe how proud I am. He has shown me how to be brave, how to have courage, and how to be grateful for this country we all live in. Thank you Zack for being a Marine, and being brave, because if I had to walk a mile in your shoes, I wouldn't succeed. Love you little brother, and I may not be a Marine, but I will always be your protector-that's my duty to you. 

God Bless The USA, and those serving and protecting our freedom.