Posted by: smilinize
Murrah bombing - 04/20/05 07:47 AM
This is such an emotional day for me. It is the tenth anniversary of the Murrah Bombing in Oklahoma City.
I was there and was forever changed by it. It was not the blood or the injured or the dead that invade my memory. It is the building. When I stepped in front of the building, evil fell onto my chest and was thick in the air. I will never forget the smell of it and the way it suffocated us.
I wanted to forget that evil forever. I threw away the certificates and medals mailed to me by the Red Cross and I have never visited the memorial. I wanted to forever wipe the whole experience from my mind.
But today, as on every April 19, I remember and mourn. I mourn the loss of life and also the loss of innocence.
Oklahoma was always my safe haven. I always knew I could come home and be safe from whatever chaos was in the rest of the world. But on that day all of that was shattered.
My memories of the day are horrific, but I hang the memory of the Oklahonmans who responded in love and how by the end of the day the evil that had been so thick in the air had been overcome by the greater love.
Despite the loss and the memories, I have never been prouder to be an Oklahoman.
Please pray for our country.
smile
I was there and was forever changed by it. It was not the blood or the injured or the dead that invade my memory. It is the building. When I stepped in front of the building, evil fell onto my chest and was thick in the air. I will never forget the smell of it and the way it suffocated us.
I wanted to forget that evil forever. I threw away the certificates and medals mailed to me by the Red Cross and I have never visited the memorial. I wanted to forever wipe the whole experience from my mind.
But today, as on every April 19, I remember and mourn. I mourn the loss of life and also the loss of innocence.
Oklahoma was always my safe haven. I always knew I could come home and be safe from whatever chaos was in the rest of the world. But on that day all of that was shattered.
My memories of the day are horrific, but I hang the memory of the Oklahonmans who responded in love and how by the end of the day the evil that had been so thick in the air had been overcome by the greater love.
Despite the loss and the memories, I have never been prouder to be an Oklahoman.
Please pray for our country.
smile