A long time ago, when Mommy was closer to your age than she is now, people who did not love America like we do sought to disrupt our way of life through terrible actions. There was a lot of smoke, a lot of fire and people did die. But you never have to be scared to fly and you don’t have to be afraid to be a proud American. Just like on September 11, 2001, there are people today, firemen and women, police officers, soldiers and every day people we’d normally call strangers, that will always go above and beyond to protect us because we are fellow Americans.
Being American is a gift, a blessing and a privilege, at least that’s what Mommy and Daddy think. On anniversaries of days like September 11, we are especially reminded of that. So we support the people who have done so much to make this the land of the free and the home of the brave. There are people who don’t share our feelings, that is their choice. And it is your choice too. As you grow, you’ll have your own thoughts and feelings. But I hope that we raise you to feel the same way, to make you so proud of where you come from and always honor those that help make our country great.
I can’t believe it’s been 11 years. I’ll never forget where I was, my 9/11 story, or the shared story of our country from that day. But instead of recounting that today, I wanted to break it down to the most simple terms. How would I talk about 9/11 to my kids someday? What it boils down to is that I love my country and I hope our family will share that love in the future.
Especially during an election year such as this, we are too often divided into sides based on very specific issues. What we all want in the end is the same though, right? Today, I hope the politicking is a little more quiet and the unity more vibrant. We’re all Americans and that is the greatest right we are born with.