September 11, 2012
We can never forget the ink that wrote the pages of our history. Our freedom is written on those pages in the blood of our families and neighbors, some of them soldiers, some of them civilians, all of them Americans. From the ghosts of yesterday emerges the promise of today that tomorrow, our children will still be free.
Love is never forced. By definition, it is always freely chosen.
To those who ran to the aide of others and never came out.
To those who could have escaped but remained to comfort those who could not.
To those who chose to be remembered in an empty field rather than a crowded city.
You have not been forgotten. You freely chose to love, and today we freely choose to remember your love.
For step by step process on the ghosted image, see our August 10th post. There is one added step for this image. I erased the left half of the detailing layer so the ghost only shows on the right side of the image.