September 11th 25 year anniversary

25 years since September 11, 2001 . . . .  

 

We Are Not Alone

Thousands of people are gone in a matter of minutes.

No Earthly good-byes.

Those who remain are left with memories of times past and

dreams of an envisioned future life.

Like a replay over and over the pictures of that day flash

in my mind.

The men, women and children on the planes whose last moments

we will never really know, were not alone.

The innocent and unsuspecting in the buildings and on the ground,

were not alone.

We witnessed people falling, they were not alone.

The ones who knew and were trying to escape, were not alone.

And finally to those who's lives work it was to rescue, defend and help

a nameless fellow human being, those heroes were not alone.

God and his heavenly angels surrounded them. Although they

could not stop death, the angels welcomed them to a new place.

As the souls passed over they turned to one another as if in a chain

to embrace, and on it went, thousands hovering together.

Many broke away to be near frightened and grieving loved ones.

Many stayed and are still there.

When we stop to wonder how the rescue and recovery people

have spent hour upon hour, shedding sweat, blood and enduring

pain to go on, know that they are not alone.

BUT let me add in the true spirit of New Yorkers,

the angels taking care of these laboring folks are not there

with soft pats on the back,

more like a swift KICK IN THE ASS.

Some angels will remain for a very very long time

as sentinels of God.

In the days and years to come, many people will visit these

Earthly places New York, Washington, and Pennsylvania.

Some will come not knowing why, only seeking to be near.

Those who come will find comfort and support, as God

and his angels surround them, and they will not be alone.

And as I, the writer, sit from my home in Ohio to you the reader, 
where ever you may be, we are united.

We are not alone.

Debra Estep

September 21, 2001

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When I wrote this on Sept 21, 2001....

In my mind I thought of the souls forming a column

ascending into the sky.....

The Tribute in Light memorial lights in New York first shined on March 11, 2002, 
exactly six months after the September 11 terrorist attacks.

When I FIRST saw photos of the night tribute lights.....

I literally GASP.... it was so reminiscent of what I wrote about

in Sept of 2001. Not long afterwards, I did this painting in watercolor.

A friend of mine, Aileen, who I met when our guys were both

in their early years in the Air Force, knew someone who lost

a loved one in the world trade center.

I sent the original to her to pass along to that fellow.