Fifteen years ago today we still remember the “mourning” of 9/11.
As the
dawn breaks through our window pane families immediately arise with the
anticipation of starting a new day, children wrestle to wing themselves from their
warm beds, as fathers tuck their heads underneath the covers to steal another
wink of sleep before starting their day in providing for the family. Mom
proceeds towards the kitchen to prepare a breakfast feast to ensure her crew
has the energy to defeat whatever obstacle they should meet. But who could have
seen the calamity coming in the air that would silence the world with a
desperate glare. As fire fighters attempt to catch human life flying
from the twin buildings set on fire. Many miles away brave pilots attempt
to stir for a clear landing. As passengers prepared for their final calls to
warn their families "I want be home”.
And in a moment of despair these passengers would risk
their lives in one mission for all to survive. Against the bitter faces of
death that ceased one opportunity to rob peace, freedom and unity.
In
Memory of “The Lives We Lost”
