On September 11, 2001 I wrote this in my journal:
Almost 3,000 people died and countless more were injured and my only comment was one sentence.
Obviously, as a child in elementary school I didn't comprehend the impact of the terrorist attack.
Recently, I watched a movie called Flight 93.
I began to think what I would have done had I been on one of the hijacked airplanes.
Who would I call?
What would my last words be?
Would I help to take back the plane?
It was strange watching a suspense filled movie and knowing it was a true story.
That I was alive and aware when it happened.
How horrific for the people directly impacted by the attack.
It almost doesn't seem real.
The older I get, the more I begin to comprehend the impact of this day in history.
I feel motivated to better observe this national day of mourning.
Taking time to be grateful for my safety and my life.
According to wikipedia, the following is standard observance:
The flag of the United States is flown at half-staff at the White House and on all U.S. government buildings and establishments throughout the world; flags are also encouraged to be displayed on individual American homes. Additionally, a moment of silence is observed to correspond with the attacks, beginning at 8:46 AM (Eastern Daylight Time), the time the first plane, American Airlines Flight 11, struck the North Tower of the World Trade Center on September 11, 2001.
