Makenna came home from school and asked why 9/11 was special. That's a hard one to explain to a six year old and her seven year old brother and four year old sister.
First of all, the use of "special" threw me off. "Special day" is usually a term for good events. 9/11 isn't really an anniversary I would have called special. But, maybe she has it right. For all the bad memories and associations 9/11 has, it has made me realize it can be special.
It's a special day to not only remember what tragedy befell our country; but to also remember why we hold our freedoms and our country so closely to our hearts.
Here are the special things I celebrated this 9/11 anniversary.
I live in a country that allows me to be a woman who mows her yard in shorts while she drinks a beer. I didn't have to cover up from head to toe. I don't have a "place" in the home that I am relegated to. I have the freedom to mow my yard. I know it seems small but I will take this small freedom any day.
This little girl has value. In many countries, girls are not seen as blessings. She gets to run around our yard without shoes and be herself (within reason). The country we live in didn't make us stop having kids after our second child. We weren't forced to get rid of her. She can grow up and be president if that's what she and the country (God help us all) desire.
This boy won't have to enter into war unless he wants to. We don't live in a country that grooms our young boys to be soldiers. It's a choice. It's a brave choice. It is still a choice he will get to make.
I had the freedom to choose who I wanted to spend my life with. I wasn't told who I had to marry. My parents didn't arrange a marriage for me. I had the freedom to go to a bar and meet this guy and fall in love. He has the freedom not to smile for my pictures.
On this 9/11Anniversary, I am so very thankful for the people who have fought to give us the freedoms to celebrate special days like this.