09/11/2026
I was able to go the 9/11 Museum last Nov…this year hits a little different
I pray this country never faces a day like this again…what I do wish is that we felt this unity and pride in our country again!💙❤️Love your God, people, country…often & hard!
Stolen from my very wise “little” brother Aaron
Twenty-five years ago tonight, 2,977 ordinary people ended their day carrying the familiar things of everyday life—lunches, backpacks, briefcases, gym bags, and suitcases—never knowing how precious those final moments would become.
Parents said goodnight to their children. Husbands and wives shared a final kiss. Families prayed together, laughed together, and perhaps even argued—never imagining it might be their last night together.
Nineteen terrorists began the next day determined to murder thousands and make an entire nation live in fear.
By 10:28 a.m. on September 11, 2001, everything had changed. Thousands rushed toward the danger to help as millions watched in horror.
Yet, by the end of that terrible day, something stronger than fear had emerged. Americans stood together. We prayed together, supported strangers, and reminded one another that love was stronger than hate.
The smoke may have blocked out the sun, but it could not choke out the love.
For a moment, the labels that divide us disappeared. Race, politics, religion, gender, and social status mattered far less than the fact that we were all Americans—and we needed one another.
In the 25 years since, survivors, first responders, recovery workers, military members, and their families have continued carrying the physical and emotional wounds of that day. Many developed fatal illnesses, and lives are still being lost.
September 11 also reminds us how precious our freedom truly is—including the freedom to think, speak, worship, vote, and disagree. Those freedoms come with a responsibility to respect the rights of others. Disagreement does not have to become disrespect, and different beliefs do not have to make us enemies.
Ask yourself:
Would you hug your family a little tighter if you knew tomorrow was not promised?
Would you make sure the people in your life knew how much you loved them?
Is any political disagreement worth destroying a friendship or forgetting someone’s worth in your life before the disagreement.
Tomorrow, remember the 2,977 innocent lives that were taken and the heroes who ran toward the danger.
Be a good human. Show kindness. Give respect. Call someone you miss. Repair a relationship damaged by pride or disagreement.
Never forget how quickly life can change. Never take freedom for granted. And never forget that—even through the darkest smoke—light and God's love is always there.
September 11, 2001 — Never Forget
