That September Day

The catastrophic disaster  I experienced about two years ago still gets me so nervous and shaky sometimes. I cannot imagine what it feels like to be a living witness of a way way bigger terror, not to mention losing your loved ones in it. Must be unbearable. So I am posting this, in honor to all the brave hearts out there that is still living their courageous life, carrying this pain on their chest- holding a dear memory of the lost souls over the tragedy. God be with you.
 
Did you weep for the children who lost their dear loved ones

And pray for the ones who don't know?

Did you rejoice for the people who walked from the rubble

And sob for the ones left below?

Did you burst out in pride for the red, white and blue

And the heroes who died just doin' what they do?

Did you look up to heaven for some kind of answer

And look at yourself and what really matters?

Where were you when the world stopped turning on that September day?

by: Alan Jackson

Images from LIFE