My generation really haven't had anything impact our lives in this fashion, until the attacks on 09-11-01. The "scary stories" of war had always happened far away from us, not really mentioned on the news or in classrooms. Many people remember, still angry, still hurting, still lost in shock to a certain degree. The topic of war on terrorism divides families and friends, while people take passionate stands on both sides of the issue.
I'm not a very political girl. I pray for the candidates, follow on the issues that mean the most to me, and do my best to vote in the manner that I feel lead to do so. I don't pick a side when it comes to the debate on terrorism though... As horrible as the attack in New York was, it happens all over the world. Maybe it was just our turn? Not to say it is "ok" by any means, but I am not naive enough to believe for one second that we will ever live in a world without war. I know that it is necessary, otherwise there could only be one view... and I change my mind too much for that to become a reality. :) But I hate being asked "Do you support the war, elana?" I don't want to get into any kind of arguments or "enthusiastic discussions" over oil, terrorism, etc... I tend to focus my thoughts on the Soldiers. I support the soldiers, their families, and the sacrifices they are making... for my right to have an opinion! Maybe it is the "submissive/slave" part of me (or my personality) that helps me see past the dispute and see the heart of what is going on? Maybe it is because I am much more of a people person? Maybe it is because the soldiers and their families are clearly concrete visible... while the other is more theory?
Either way, war will always exist... Soldiers of all ages, races, and genders, will not make it home... Families will continue to lose children, parents, siblings, spouses, and loved ones… does that make it ok? No. But it makes their sacrifice worth so very much... I was brought up to have deep respect and humble gratitude to Soldiers and their families... I thank my Dad for that. He taught me to always say "thank you" to those who gave of their time, gave their life, limb or family member in an act of service to our country.
To Soldiers and their families today, please accept a meek offering of sincere yet intense appreciation... for doing what you do, so I can have the right to do what I do.
To those who's lives were changed forever on that September morning... you and your family will continue to be in my prayers.
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