Nine-Eleven

I have started, and re-started this entry four different times already. There is so much I want to say, but none of it seems to capture what I feeling.

This is to the children who were robbed of precious moments with a parent whom they lost due to a senseless act of a coward on nine-eleven…

This is to the children whose parent is a hero for our countries. They wait patiently, and pray every night for their parent’s safe return…

This is to the spouses who have lost ‘Their-Everything’, ‘The love of their life’ on nine-eleven, and to war…

This is to the soldiers fighting for my family, and my freedom…

This is for the all the lives who were loss senselessly. There are many lives that were lost in many ways…

This is for each and every one of us who learned that freedom is not something that we can take for granted…

I am not going to tell you that I feel your pain. There is no way that I can.

I did not experience the kind of tears that you cried; the kind of tears that ripped you into pieces.

I haven’t had to spend sleepless nights worrying if David or Holly are going to return safe and sound, because they is defending freedom. In fact I sleep soundly thanks to the American and Canadian troops who fight on the battle fields for me.

I have not had to sacrifice for freedom; but I am enjoying the benefits.

This is all I have to offer:

I hope you find peace someday if you have not already. Your ability to move forward is a testament to who you really are. You are amazing strong.