Backseat - From Where I Sit

October 2001

By: Michelle

We're In It Together

Normally, I reserve this column for lighthearted chatter that relates to motorcycle riding. However, since the tragic events of September 11th "normal" does not apply. It goes without saying that these horrible events have changed the world forever. How can I find the words to express what we are all struggling to understand? How can I begin to make sanity out of insanity? I, like every other American have been affected in ways I can not begin to comprehend.

It is impossible for me to grasp the level of hatred that would drive anyone to perform such despicable acts of violence and destruction. Yet, I am grateful that I was born in a country that allowed me to live 38 years with innocent love and goodwill. I know that came at a great price from all the servicemen who have served this country.

I am proud to say that I come from a family where the call for freedom was met by my father who served three terms in Vietnam. My brother continued the military tradition, as did many of my friends and family members. Their service and sacrifice have been enjoyed by all that live here, even those who did not support them. These servicemen did not ask for our support. They did what they had to do and by that very right they deserve our respect. My prayers, my hopes and my love go with all that are being called to duty now. That is the least that I can offer.

I have always been a flag waver. One of my earliest recollections is my holding an American flag when my mother became an American citizen. The Star Spangled Banner always makes me stand a bit taller. It has filled me with pride when hearing it played when Americans win an Olympic medal, begin a sporting event, or gather at a public occasion. Every word is forged forever in my heart. I am just one, but I can be strong and be proud.

In my heart I am a true peace lover. The irony of peace is that it comes with a heavy price tag. Americans did not ask for what was thrust upon us, but it is here. When evil comes to call, it can not go unanswered.

This is not only a national time, it is also a very personal time, when each of must turn inward and reflect. I work in downtown DC, very near the White House. I have enjoyed being in this beautiful city. During my lunch time walks I have had the experience of seeing many protests. I may not have always agreed with their causes but I have always agreed with their right to be there. I continue to stand for their right to be there. That is what makes us great. That is what makes us strong - allowing for uniqueness and tolerance to all that come here.

Unfortunately, that is what makes us vulnerable. How do we answer this vulnerability? With hatred? By withdrawing? No -We can not stop what our ancestors have fought so hard for us to enjoy. What is the answer? For many of us, it means to continue to live our lives as best we can and to come together and show support for all those who now carry the burden to make us safe in this crazy time.

So many great words have already been written regarding this fateful day. So many heroes have surfaced. So many sacrifices already made. How can I even begin to meet the challenge? How can I find the words to express the sorrow, the outrage, the insanity, and the magnitude of this situation? Mere words are not enough.

Two weeks after the tragedy, Kent and I rode to the top of the highest mountain of the George Washington National Forrest. I was so moved seeing the beautiful landscape sprawling below. I was renewed with a sense of awe and love for this great land. Our ride was paved with hundreds of flags hung on so many homes, cars, businesses and roadsigns. It reminded me that we are all in this together. It did my heart good. We all seek comfort in this time of crisis. The only comfort to be sought is from within, through our faith and from each other. God bless America.

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