Everyone has a story about September 11, 2001. Everyone remembers where they were when it happened. I do. I always will.
But, I don’t have anything to add that’s moving for insightful. All I can say is remember those that died that day.
Remember the people in the twin towers. The people in the planes. Those lost at the Pentagon. The heroes that died in Pennsylvania so others would be safe. The brave souls who ran into the towers to save others. And remember those who survived, those who face every day with the firsthand memories of one of America’s greatest tragedies.
And remember those who are left behind with the grief of their loss and the pain of missing their mother/father/brother/sister/son/daughter/aunt/uncle/husband/wife/friend.
It’s been 10 years, but it still feels like yesterday. I think it always will.
I think it always should.