I got up yesterday and scrubbed this house (YAY) - and headed out to the library and as I was driving through the little downtown section of my town - where all the little shops and restaurants are I was stunned into silence. Every single store had an American flag flying in the breeze. I wish I had gotten better pictures- because lined up - side by side, etc ... it was a stunning site. (If you click on the pics, it enlarges them and you can see better) It stopped me in my tracks.
In December of 2002, my dad, sister and I stood at Ground Zero for what seemed like an hour. It was just a giant crater in the ground, twisted metal and a chain link fence. It was still very sad - and as the city moved and lived behind you - loud and you know "New York" - the area at Ground Zero was strangely silent. No one spoke. It was very erie.
Sometimes I think to myself "what have I really done with my life" ... and it's easy to get caught up in that when you get up and go to work, come home, sleep and do it all over again. The truth is I've been to a lot of places- 3 countries (4 soon!), 41 states ... and have had many experiences most people haven't. Being able to go to Ground Zero a year after the attacks, was one of them. I don't know that many people who have stood at that chain link fence and I am happy I was with some members of my family when I did.
God Bless America.