Eight years ago....

Eight years ago today, our world changed. We could not have ever imagined something like that happening or seeing it happen. I was sleeping as I had to commute to classes later in the day. My dad had come in my bedroom and woke me up. (For those of you that know me, I am not a pleasant person when I am woken up!) My dad then explained that a plane had hit one of the twin towers. I remember saying something about that being awful and what bad luck. I got out of bed and in front of the TV in time to see the second plane hit. I remember thinking "that's not luck." After watching some more, the towers crumbled. That was a sight that I will never forget nor did I ever think I would see it in my lifetime. There were many lives lost that day and in the next days to come. Not only at Ground Zero, but the Pentagon and the field. As I sit here today, I was thinking about how hectic my day was and all the things I needed to accomplish. Then I stopped. I personally did not lose anyone nine years ago today, but I will never forget the feelings I had that day.

I've always heard people about talk about remembering where they were when JFK was shot. I will always remember where I was on September 11, 2001. "Thank you" will never truly show how much the people who helped are appreciated and "I'm sorry" will never bring people's loved ones back, but hopefully knowing that people like me, will never forget, is a start.