I just couldn't let this day go by, without expressing some of my deep feelings that always come up on this hallowed day...gratitude, sadness, love...
Whenever I had heard of a "broken heart," I never really had experienced having one myself. However, that week, I can honestly say my heart was broken, broken for all those who had lost loved ones, and broken for our beloved country, which was hurting and changed. I cried for a week straight. My sister and brother-in-law were living and working in Manhattan at the time...leaving my tender feelings for them very close to the surface.
I love this country. I love all those who sacrifice on our behalf...rising up with courage and honor.
God Bless America.
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Oh, yes, yes, yes. My heart was tender all day just remembering. And oh how we need his blessing.
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