09/11/2026
Every year on September 11th, we remember the lives lost and the families whose lives changed forever.
But we also remember what rose from the dust: the American spirit.
In the midst of unimaginable horror, firefighters, police officers and ordinary people ran toward danger. Strangers helped strangers. People opened their homes, gave blood, brought food and flew American flags.
For a while, we weren't Democrats or Republicans. We were Americans.
Neighbors looked out for one another. We were kinder, more united and proud of our country and each other.
We would never wish to relive those days, but we miss who we became afterward.
The tragedy didn't create that spirit. It revealed what was already in us.
Maybe it's still there.
Maybe we shouldn't have to lose thousands of innocent lives to find it again
The towers fell, and dust covered New York City. But somehow, from that dust, America rose too. 🇺🇸
May we never forget September 11, 2001—not only what we lost, but what we found in each other afterward.
May we never forget what it felt like to truly be the United States of America. 🇺🇸
