Eleven years. I can’t believe it’s been eleven years. It hasn’t been that long, compared to other events in our nation’s history but differing perspectives comes with each generation alive today.
I am sure our grandparents can’t believe it’s been over 70 years since the bombing of Pearl Harbor.
I am sure our parents can’t believe it’s been almost 50 years since the assassination of JFK.
But most years, we just let those days pass by. Is that what will happen with 9/11 in a decade or two?
Every year I want to go back and remember where I was and what life was like on that day. Part of me wonders what the world would be like if that hadn’t happen. But the more rational part of me knows that the world would have still changed.
It’s easy to put it in the back of our mind because life doesn’t stop and we have to keep moving forward. But I think we need to remember. We live in a free nation and our freedom was challenged on this day.
Yet, eleven years later, we still live in a free nation because of the sacrifices made by the people of Flight 93, police and fire men and women, EMTs and volunteers that flooded into NYC and DC for weeks and months after that fateful day. We are free because of the sacrifices of the men and women that have served and continue to serve in the military.
As was said by someone on the morning news, “It’s up to us”. It’s up to us to help the younger generations understand and remember the importance of 9/11. If we don’t share our own stories and the stories of those who survived and who died, needing to remember will seem futile.