I’ll Never Forget

…where I was on September 11th, 2001.  Spanish class, watching the morning announcements, most likely chit-chatting with my friends and causing trouble.

It was the most beautiful day… the air was warm and crisp, and the sky was a clear blue.

Ten years ago, my dad was working in the building directly across the street from the towers, and I will never forget the feeling that came over me when I saw him open the front door upon my arrival home from school.

I thank God every day that he was one of the lucky ones to make it home safely, and I will never forget.

Thinking of those who weren’t as blessed as we were 10 years ago today.

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