My kids have no memories from that fateful day eight years ago. Conner was in kindergarten, about to turn six, but he insists he has no specific memory of what was happening. I do recall that I tried to keep the news on TV, those vivid images, to a minimum. We were staying with my sister in Kansas for a while, while John was TDY. Her boys were as young as Conner and even younger. Their needs couldn't wait while the adults dropped everything to watch replays of the same horrible scenes.
To Conner it is just history, not something he experienced or witnessed personally as it played out. His knowledge of that day, and what it meant for this country, will have to come from us. I remember exactly where I was, and what I was doing, when I learned what was happening in New York. I remember the feeling in the country that we were all united, we were all galvanized and determined to find those responsible, we were all afraid, and we were all mad.
Olivia and Peter weren't even born yet. "Patriot Day" to Olivia means wear red, white and blue to school. As you might imagine, Olivia's always up for a theme.
Someday, I hope, she will understand the gravity of what this day commemorates. For now, singing a song she learned at school about loving her country is enough.
(Video's 41 seconds long. The cymbals were her idea;)
May you all have a blessed day.
March 30, 2012
12 years ago
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It is raining here today. It seems appropriate to commemorate such a day. I woke up thinking about it. I'm glad you posted this blog, I wish everyone could read it. It gives everyone so much to think about. Especially since our country is so divided at this time.
I loved the video of Olivia, she get prettier every day. The song was great and she did us proud by singing it.
I do too Olivia!!!
Olivia, what a great song! You sang it so well and you have such a nice voice. And the cymbals were a good touch.
I'm glad you're learning to love America. I do too.
Olivia, I'm so glad your school is teaching you how precious our America is and how fortunate we are to live here. I love her too! Your song was beautiful!
Love you!
I know what you mean...my kids were not born yet. Amazing to think a day with such impact for me they will not know. And in some ways, I am grateful.
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