Never forget 9/11
9/11/2001 was a very sad day. Please never forget all of those whose lives were taken that day. With all due respect to that day and to all the other days that a love one is lost - death sucks.
I’ve had a difficult time lately dealing with death. I’ve tried to keep it to myself mainly because I almost feel like a freak explaining what’s wrong with me. Yesterday was my father’s birthday. He died a little over 9 years ago and yesterday I think was the hardest birthday of his ever.
Death takes people way too early. Right now, my hero is in heaven. He was the kindest man I knew. One time he was out working - to help a man who was down - bail his hay with some other workers. When he went back into the man’s house he didn’t have on his cowboy boots. The man told him he didn’t have to take off his shoes to enter his house. He told the man, "I didn’t take them off to come inside. I took them off to give them to the worker who needed them more than I did." I hope one day when I grow up that I’m able to be that selfless.
I was listening to some of my music today and one of the phrases that stood out was "God gives and God takes away." I stopped and thought a minute and I know that God does take away so that we do not forget the value of our loved ones around us. I know there’s a reason why my hero is in heaven tonight. I’m not sure exactly what that reason is. I doubt I ever do. Maybe it’s to make me be more aware of all the little things that surround my life, to be more grateful.
So, on that note, don’t forget to tell the one(s) you love ~I love you~. I promise you - you never know when that last day will be.
