I got that text again this morning… from my sister — the one I spent September 11, 2001 with. And I sent a note to the President of my company, who was visiting our fare city that day and spent the day with me and my sister, watching through our office windows as the attack unfolded and the buildings collapsed. I was 8 1/2 months pregnant with my now 11-year-old daughter.
I am taken aback every year on this day, how the details come back with incredible clarity. The smells, the sounds, an empty city. My sister rereads my September 11th post each year to go back to that day, and remember. I repost it below, so we can ALL remember. It was not just a historical terrorist attack on US soil…. It was the day when almost 3,000 PEOPLE died. People we worked with, commuted with, shared a city with, shared hopes and dreams for a safe and peaceful future. A dream we all still have… May we continue to strive for that dream, together!
Wishing you all peace and a sense of safety, this day and every day forward!
This day of remembering has come around 7 times since living through the terrorist attacks on the World Trade Center towers. Each time it does, my emotional response catches me by surprise. No, my life is not the same as it was before September 11, 2001. Dare I say that no American’s life is the same before that fateful day. I’m sure my life is less changed than the lives of the family members of the…
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