Remembrance and Gratitude

Today we started a new tradition with our family: We decided to make some treats and cards and take them to our local fire and police stations to thank them for their selfless service. This idea was not our own, but one when Marc and I heard about it, knew we had to do. This past week has allowed us several opportunities to teach our children about what happened and what we felt on September 11th, 2001. I have shed tears telling my three children about that day and what I witnessed watching the live newscast while attending BYU. This morning I had them watch as a news station showed the same images that I watched that fateful morning. I am glad that my children know what happened that day and I will remind them on every anniversary of the heroes of that day. That is why we visited our fire and police stations today. As most ran to get away from the chaos, they ran toward the doomed towers hoping to save anyone left inside. My appreciation for their acts of heroism increases as the years pass. Our son told us that when they discussed September 11th as a class there were several people who had no clue why this day was important to remember. What a terrible disservice those parents are doing for their children. If we do not remember what happened that day, there is no chance of understanding much of what is happening in our country today. Our family will remember, and we will do so in a spirit of reverence for the lives that were lost and in gratitude for those serve selflessly. REMEMBER