Growing up, I remember hearing family and older friends talking about where they were when JFK was shot. In the sixties, that tragedy impacted our nation. Since I was born at the very end of that decade, I wasn’t alive when it happened, but people still talk about it today.

Before 2001, September 11th was noted as a relative’s birthday. Now, the day takes on a whole new meaning. Our oldest son left the house this morning dressed in a shirt and tie because his school band is playing at a memorial service.

What about those families who woke up and planned to go about their days as scheduled? They didn’t expect to be a part of a tragedy that would reshape their lives forever.

Our family was in Magic Kingdom when we heard rumors that something catastrophic had happened. Rides were closing. We were ushered to the exits and ordered to return to our resorts. Rumors were flying.

Once we returned to our rooms, we turned on the TV and saw the smoking buildings. Our hearts filled with sadness over what our country had just experienced.

I’ll remember the families of the fallen heroes, our servicemen and women, and our leaders in my prayers. My day will continue as planned, but I appreciate what I have and not take it for granted, especially my family and friends.

Be on your guard; stand firm in the faith; be men of courage; be strong. 1 Corinthians 16:13