Never forget.
Never forget.
I really find the media's suppression of these images bothersome. My wife was watching the events unfold on TV that day and saw numerous shots of people trapped on the roof of both buildings. Some on TV were even wondering how the people where going to be rescued. Those pictures have never been shown again. I do not want the outrage of Sept. 11th to fade!
Right there in the middle is a desperate mother, holding her beloved child out the window to get that baby some fresh air. And the baby's outstretched arms, reaching for relief that probably never came...
I'm a mother of a precious toddler and pregnant with a second miracle baby (we didn't think we would ever have children, so both are DEFINITELY miracles) on the way. I simply cannot look at that picture without tearing up, without feeling an overwhelming sense of personal loss (even though I know the loss was not mine), and without wanting to turn the entire Afghan landscape into a large sheet of glass with bodies buried in it.
God lift all of them up, Your sons and daughters...
The horror of that attack is burned in my mind. I will never forget.
And never forgive.