Becka's Babble

Ramblings of a Romance Writer

Monday, September 11, 2006


My daughter is old enough now to start asking questions about 9/11. I knew it would come, but I never realized how hard it would be for me. It's one thing to talk about it in passing to someone who knows all about it, remembering that day, where you were, and how you felt. It's another altogether to reveal such hatred and violence to a young child, who only knows the world through rainbows and butterflies, who believes everyone is a good person, and who's day revolves around their next meal.

Going through the reports and the videos has been particularly hard for me this year, moreso than the other anniversaries of 9/11. My children don't quite grasp the enormity of what happened that day. And I can feel all the terror and fear I experienced that day when I watch the videos with them. I don't know if it will ever get easier to bear.

On a side note, DH and I watched the movie United 93. It was excellently done. The acting was phenomenal. It wasn't like a "movie" at all, more like you were a fly on the wall watching it all unfold. And even though you knew the outcome, it was still on-the-edge-of-your-seat suspense. They didn't just detail what happened on flight 93, the one that crashed in Pennsylvania, but they also delved into the chaos the air traffic controllers went through. If you haven't seen this movie and were on the fence about it, take my word for it. It was an excellent movie.

For the victims, the families, and the entire nation, my flag flies for you today.



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