Never Forget

First, I want to start off by saying I cannot believe that it has been ten years since the attack on the US. I remember this day like it was yesterday.

I had just gotten to work and started my day. It was a regular day and my mom called. Personal phone calls were something my boss frowned at but since she was late I walked in the other room and answered. Mom was freaking out saying that something horrible had happened. We had no television at the office so I went to the office next door where everyone who was there was gathered around the small television that they had in their kitchen. I called Brandon, he was home sick. Nobody answered so I called his mom, she told me she would get him to call me and that it was horrible. I walked outside to smoke and just try to get a clear moment in my head. Everything seemed surreal. When I went outside it was so quiet, I worked on 280 at the time. Quiet was something never heard outside the building. I also remember how blue the sky was. It still seemed unreal. My boss came in and said that anyone with children could leave and go get them, everyone else would get off at noon. I went home at noon. I was so ready to put my arms around Brandon. I stopped by mom and dad's to give them hugs. Then I went home and cuddled on the couch with Brandon where we watched the covereage until we fell asleep. This day I cried, more tears than I can explain, but they kept coming.

Ten years later I wish that they were still showing this footage. When I do see it, the tears come back. American's came together on September 11th. We were stronger than ever and determined not to let anyone bring us down. Now people seem mad that we are in war. I think every American should watch the footage everyday.

For all of the soldiers, past present and future who have faught and continue to fight for our freedom know that it means everything to me and my family. Anytime I see a soldier, I say thank you. This is something that I have passed on to my children and I hope that they never forget.

Today, 10 years after that day that is forever burned in my memory. I found myself having to explain the day and what it meant to my children who were not born until 2003 and 2006. I also fund myself just wanting to hold them. While I feel safe and proud to be an American and to live in America I also know that tomorrow is not a promise, today (the present) is the gift and I am thankful I had today with my family.