A Poem...My 9/11
My 9/11 was really like the rest of the country had known….. People at work hearing of the news and just trying to get home….
When I had heard the news of the first strike I was in disbelief.
I couldn’t understand why or who would cause us such horrible grief.
The phone was ringing at work with friends and family reaching out for a kind word
Asking “ How Are you? Have you called home? I can’t believe what I’ve just heard.
The news sparked a sense of the purest form of humanity like I have never seen.
People with incredible caring and thoughtfullness and yet like children trapped in a bad dream.
As I made my way home that day in a daze that seemed to never end.
I felt the need to stop in a familiar store and see a good good friend.
She was an old lady that worked the counter and always so sweet and kind.
She had been through this before, I had wondered what was on her mind.
I really didn’t need anything….I picked up a soda and a loaf of bread.
I grabbed her shoulder and asked “How are you?” and this is what she said….
“ I’m glad you stopped by. Hey…. I’m okay I guess.
but you go home and be with your wife and that new baby boy…That is what’s best.”
She said.” I’ve been through this before son, I promise everything will be okay”
“You just get home to your family and we’ll talk another day”
I said thank you of course,and told her that I would see her tomorrow.
That little old lady gave me strength on the way home even through all the sorrow.
As I made my way up my street and pulled into the drive.
I felt an overwhelming comfort and sadness… Yet a love of just being alive
I was tearing up before I even reached that big beautiful front door.
I took a deep breath for strength and God knows I needed more.
When I walked in I found my wife and my baby boy lying on a blanket on the floor.
My son was smiling as he saw me…… I couldn’t ask for more.
My wife said “ Daddy we missed you, why don’t you come and lay with us…
Your little boy is acting silly ….. and he’s making quite a fuss”.
I lay down between them and knew where I belonged was in that sweet place.
I found my joy in kissing that baby boy’s little happy baby lotion face.
Through all of the tragedy and the confusion, the emotion and everything so bad.
I found out the next day on 9/12… A girl!!…I would be a girl’s dad!
Through pain and death God also brings life and brings good..
He brings hope and promise just like he always said that he would.
I am not sure yet, How I will explain 9/11 to my kids or how I will tell this story.
I will for now continue to tell them of the majesty….and the wonders of God and
glory.
God Bless.
LT.... 
May we never forget that day. It changed us and the world forever. Yes, there is evil in the world and we should never......ever.....say that there's not. 9/11 proved it and we will prevail. God bless America.
Amen my brother. 9/11 changed the world forever and like Dec 7th, it's going to take America to right this wrong and bring justice to those that did this. NEVER FORGET.