I remember 9/11/01. Do you? I remember watching as it unfolded on live TV with tears in my eyes, unbelieving the tragedy that we witnessed. I remember hearing the stories afterward of lives lost and of heroes who helped and miraculously lived to tell about it. I remember the coincidence stories of people, who for whatever reason, weren’t in the city that day even though they were supposed to be there. I remember with horror hearing of friends who lost loved ones. I remember the darkness that pervaded our lives afterward as more stories emerged.
In a moment, sadness and fear invaded our peaceful lives without warning. It changed us all, so that forevermore the memories of that day continue in our hearts with every anniversary. It was a shared sympathy that linked so many people together.
Sixteen years ago today seems like a lifetime ago and yet, I bet most of us can remember where we were when we heard the news. Back then, I was married with two little kids.
Every year I watch and listen to the WTC Remembering the Victims of 9/11. I listen for the bell which rings the moment of silence. I hear names of people I knew and I pray for them and for their families. I watch those who read the names, family members who live on with holes in their hearts and lives, for those whom they lost in that tragedy.
The news interrupts with updates on the hurricanes which are spreading Nature’s wrath. It seems that there is so much sadness today. Maybe it’s just me. Do you feel it too?
Hold your loved ones closely today.