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The Day After

pink-rose-silk2wm I hadn’t planned on posting today, but something crossed my mind that I wanted to share.

Yesterday, I honored and prayed for the 9/11 victims and their families. I allowed myself to feel the emotions of loss, grief and dread, but only briefly.

I read other people’s notes and tributes on social media. They were all lovely, and they reminded me of something . . .

They reminded me of the immediate days following 9/11, which is why I decided to post this the day after.

On the tragic day of September 11, 2001, my husband and I had been visiting family in Illinois. We lived in Florida at the time. We had driven up there and our vacation was just about over. Our original plan was to leave the next day, September 12th, but flights had been grounded. People who were stranded in distant towns from home were renting cars and driving. We knew the roads were going to be crowded, so we extended our stay a few more days.

When we finally took off on Friday, September 14th, the roads were still more crowded than usual. But, there was something different about our driving experience back home. The vehicles around us were respectful. No one sped way above the speed limit. No one weaved in and out of traffic. People respectfully let others over in lanes. I even had people smile at me as we passed.

ThenĀ  . . . the rest areas . . . I saw people stopping and talking to strangers, and to me, as if we weren’t strangers at all. I don’t recall anyone discussing our country’s recent tragedy. I just remember people talking, like friends, holding open doors for one another, offering someone else their place in line at the concession machines, asking, “how are you? How is your drive going?” and actually listening to the answer intently. We waved and smiled as we drove off, wishing each other a safe trip.

It didn’t matter race, color or creed. I don’t think anyone even noticed those things.

Those days after 9/11, were the best days to be an American. I’ll never forget that feeling. That was the TRUE American way. I miss it.

God Bless America.

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8 thoughts on “The Day After”

  1. We experienced that in NYC, Lori, for the next year. There was so much work for us to do…so much to contribute. Eventually, the good intentions and kind deeds frayed a bit. We’re still strong, resourceful and resilient in NYC…our kindness, compassion, and consideration are still there. Just have to scratch a little deeper to reach it.:) xoM

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  2. I lived in the DC area at the time which is known for its horrible traffic. For a few days after the attack, everyone was so calm on the road, not cutting other off, or honking. How soon everyone forgot, eh? God Bless America.

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    1. Hi Jill. So sad that we’ve let the media and leadership divide us. If we had continued in that frame of mind and heart, without believing their lies, things could’ve been a whole lot different now.

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    1. Hi Charlie. If only we’d have been able to stay in that frame of mind and heart from after the tragedy, without believing media and leadership’s lies about who we are, I truly believe we wouldn’t be divided today.

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  3. Oh, Lori, you’re so right. As we watched the 9/11 special on the History channel last night, it struck me, all the different races and nationalities experiencing the horror together, and how everyone helped the injured. Race, etc., didn’t matter. The tragedy affected us all. Those who could pitched in to help wherever and however. Crime was down statistically for those next several days. If only we could keep that unity in our hearts every single day …

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    1. Hi Lyn. I’m going to repeat to everyone what I said in response to Charlie, because I believe it whole-heartedly …. If only we’d have been able to stay in that frame of mind and heart from after the tragedy, without believing media and leadership’s lies about who we are, I truly believe we wouldn’t be divided today.

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