** Due to the increasing severity of MY ILLNESS, it has become impossible for me to continue to post on a regular basis. Unfortunately, as much as I desperately long to, I am also unable to visit each of your blogs often or reciprocate all the loving, supportive comments many of you continue to leave - even though at times it may appear as though you've arrived at some long ago, forsaken blog! With that said, I really want you to know that I miss every single one of you and that I really am still here! I'm just too sick and too weak most days to be able to sit up long enough to create a brand new post...or even read one. However, I absolutely do receive AND read every new encouraging word you leave (and, often, the old ones, again and again!) and I cherish them now more than ever! I truly appreciate your love, support, and, most importantly, your precious time spent on your knees in prayer for my family and me. It ALL means the world to me and I am truly blessed to have friends like you!
~Hugs and Sister Love, Teresa

FYI: All comments come to my email, which I can easily read on my phone. I also enjoy Facebook on my phone because I can catch up on A LOT in a very short time there. Soooo, if you're on Facebook, come 'friend' me there! {{HUGS}} **

Saturday, September 11, 2010

WHERE WERE YOU??

Too Many Heartbeats Dysautonomia



Some may consider this video a bit graphic as it contains actual images of what occurred on September 11, 2001. In my opinion, EVERYONE should watch this occasionally, just so we don't ever forget exactly what happened to our country that day.




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'Where Were You (When The World Stopped Turning)'

By ~ Alan Jackson

Where were you when the world stopped turning that September day
Out in the yard with your wife and children
Working on some stage in LA
Did you stand there in shock at the site of
That black smoke rising against that blue sky
Did you shout out in anger
In fear for your neighbor
Or did you just sit down and cry

Did you weep for the children
Who lost their dear loved ones
And pray for the ones who don't know
Did you rejoice for the people who walked from the rubble
And sob for the ones left below

Did you burst out in pride
For the red white and blue
The heroes who died just doing what they do
Did you look up to heaven for some kind of answer
And look at yourself to what really matters

I'm just a singer of simple songs
I'm not a real political man
I watch CNN but I'm not sure I can tell you
The difference in Iraq and Iran
But I know Jesus and I talk to God
And I remember this from when I was young
Faith hope and love are some good things he gave us
And the greatest is love

Where were you when the world stopped turning that September day
Teaching a class full of innocent children
Driving down some cold interstate
Did you feel guilty cause you're a survivor
In a crowded room did you feel alone
Did you call up your mother and tell her you love her
Did you dust off that bible at home
Did you open your eyes and hope it never happened
Close your eyes and not go to sleep
Did you notice the sunset the first time in ages
Speak with some stranger on the street
Did you lay down at night and think of tomorrow
Go out and buy you a gun
Did you turn off that violent old movie you're watching
And turn on "I Love Lucy" reruns
Did you go to a church and hold hands with some stranger
Stand in line and give your own blood
Did you just stay home and cling tight to your family
Thank God you had somebody to love

I'm just a singer of simple songs
I'm not a real political man
I watch CNN but I'm not sure I can tell you
The difference in Iraq and Iran
But I know Jesus and I talk to God
And I remember this from when I was young
Faith, Hope and Love are some good things He gave us
And the greatest is Love

I'm just a singer of simple songs
I'm not a real political man
I watch CNN but I'm not sure I can tell you
The difference in Iraq and Iran
But I know Jesus and I talk to God
And I remember this from when I was young
Faith, Hope and Love are some good things He gave us
And the greatest is Love

The greatest is Love
The greatest is Love

Where were you when the world stopped turning that September day?




Alan Jackson is from my hometown and went to the same high school as my two youngest daughters. His sister, Connie, was my oldest daughter's principal in elementary school. Although I'm not a huge country music fan, I really love his music and have loved this song since the very first time I heard it. In fact, you really should get a tissue before you listen to it, especially if you've never heard it before. I believe the lyrics help us to never, ever forget the heroes of 9/11 - the thousands of people who lost their lives in NYC, Washington D.C. and Pennsylvania, the loved ones they left behind and all the amazing people who risked their own lives to help their fellow Americans. We will NEVER forget!

On September 11, 2001 at 8:45 a.m., I was working at an OB/GYN office, assisting 7 female physicians. I was tidying up a room after my patient left when another employee came in and told me that one of the towers had been struck. From that point on, we started watching the news on the TV in our office. A couple hours later, the docs let us cancel all the afternoon appointments so we could go home and be with our families. I could not wait to get home!

When we got there, we sat in front of the TV and watched the news over and over and over. I was SO scared because we live very close to Hartsfield-Jackson Atlanta International Airport. It is literally THE busiest airport in the WORLD! I just knew something was going to happen here, too! Thankfully, it did not.

Where were YOU??






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4 comments:

Beth Zimmerman said...

I posted this video today too! Beautiful song!

Misty said...

I was stuck in traffic driving to work on the west coast.. listening to a morning radio show, listening as the host turned very serious and voices trembled.. I will never forget that day.

Thank you for your song choice. I love that song.

Blessings,
Misty

Tammy said...

What a horrible day! I was at home in bed...my husband called and woke me up to tell me about it. Emily was only 16 months old so didn't understand why I was watching the TV and crying. We were living at the lake at the time, our house was being built. I will never forget it!

bluecottonmemory said...

I had just dropped by kids off to their first day of school - due to budget battles. After school, we went to a prayer vigil at the town square, then to little guy football, where our coach, a former soldier, gave us a pep talk on not going home and huddling in fear, but boldly continuing doing what we do, letting the enemy know they can't stop us. Then, we saw the huge gas lines afterwards.

Alan Jackson did a wonderful job capturing what we were feeling. And, I think, the media doesn't let us see enough what happened that day.

Thanks for the video Teresa!

Hope you are doing better:)

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