I normally like to start a blog post with something light, pithy and a little silly. But I'm not feeling that way today. I'm not exactly depressed or sad, but I am feeling the weight of the world right now, for many reasons, some personal, some political. So I'm not going to sugarcoat things. America is hurting right now. The world is hurting right now, of course, but this blog is about America and what I love about our nation. That is no slight to the horror in the rest of the world, but I feel its important to frame things here to not lose the point. Those on the political left likely are hurting for a lot of reasons that I can't fully speak to as an outsider. I imagine this has been a difficult year to watch this new presidential administration enact policies they oppose and speak in ways the reject. I imagine there's a lot of pondering next steps, where to go forward, and how to win the next elections. I'm not on the left though, so I won't put words...
It was September 11, 2001. I was 8 years old, when I woke up one morning and watched repeated news coverage on TV one of the worst atrocities in American history. Nearly 3,000 people died in one of the worst terrorist attacks in history. America was stunned. Outraged. Heartbroken. But as many have noted over the years, we were also united. United in commitment to avenging those killed, protecting our nation from such actions of political violence and terrorism in the future. We rallied to support our fellow Americans who were suffering. It didn't matter their race, gender, political viewpoints. They were humans who had lost husbands, wives, brothers, sisters, children. They were our neighbors, our friends, our fellow compatriots. And they were hurting. We stood arm in arm, side by side and united in prayer and as Americans. One slogan rang out following 9/11/2001 --- We Will Never Forget . Then time passed. A lot of time. Two messy wars - one in Afghanista...