I knew that I wanted to post something in memory of the attacks that occured in our country one year ago this Wednesday, but I really didn't know what. Then kittyw posted this website.
I went to the site, and tears came to my eyes. I knew what I wanted to say.
3000+. That's a pretty big number. When you talk about 3000 + people dying in a matter of hours, it's pretty hard for the human mind to wrap itself around that number. It becomes just another statistic. Becoming just another statistic, it dulls the pain, it lessens the impact somehow. On this BB, we have argued over whether the fight was over, whether or not the US should proceed. These are all important topics, and need in a free society to be debated intelligently.
But, for just a few minutes on Wednesday, I'll ask you to put the debate aside. Forget all the pros and cons. And, no matter how much it hurts, I'll ask you to personalize that 3000+ statistic.
For each of those 3000+ people, there was a beating heart that was stopped prematurely. There were hopes, there were dreams. There were plans for a life time, and plans for next weekend. Each of those 3000+ souls was a living, breathing person. They were sons and daughters. They were mothers and fathers. They were brothers, sisters, aunts, uncles and best friends. For each of them, a life was ended. For the uncounted number of people who loved them, lives were changed in a way that many of us will never understand. Hopes gone. Dreams stolen. Lives shattered.
This Wednesday, whatever you are doing, whatever your beliefs, stop for a minute, and personalize that statistic. Put the people back in it. Remember them. If it suits you, pray for them, and for those who loved them. And vow that you will not forget them.
For all of the victims, all of their families, and everyone who loved them. Here's to you. Here's to hoping that where ever you are, you can again find joy. Here's to hoping it never happens again.