There are so many things one wants to say. I'm sorry. And I remember. And I'm proud. Not the ebullience of misplaced patriotism, but the proper pride of one who has known what else is out there, and of one who is grateful to have been given (yes, given, offered, allowed), finally, a home. I will always mourn for the losses of my country, and I will always rejoice for its triumphs and work to fix its mistakes, and most of all, I will always be proud to be an American, and that is a promise.
Thursday, September 11, 2008
Posted by Irene at 8:28 AM