Every year at this time, we sit down with the kids again and talk about the events of 9/11 and watch documentaries and news footage. Sometimes I've wondered if it's been too much for the younger kids...but then again, I don't think it is. It is important. It is awful.
It is the world they were born into.
It is our history.
And it shows the hope that continues to shine in this country, even with our economy and our politics and our squabbles.
We get back up.
Tonight we watched a phenomenal documentary produced by Steven Spielberg called Rising; Rebuilding Ground Zero. It's on the Discovery Channel and is an amazing exploration of those who have been involved in the development and construction of the 9/11 Memorial at the World Trade Center site. There are several construction workers on the site who lost family members that day. There are those who worked in the recovery effort who have now dedicated their careers to being a part of this memorial site. The documentary is scheduled to be shown again, specifically on 9/11.
I was inspired. I was heartsick again. I cried. The kids cried.
And we were reminded again why we must go through these emotions, why we must recite and remember this event.
Because it shows us the very worst of man.
And the very best.