Ten years ago today I was a senior in high school. My boyfriend had broken up with me two days before and my biggest worry was having to find out that he was dating someone else.
It was towards the end of my first class, sociology, when my teacher was asked to come into the hallway. When he came back in he said that something was happening in New York City. They weren’t sure what yet. They thought maybe it was a bomb.
It was in my second class, advanced English, that the principal of our school came on the intercom system to address us all. It was in that moment that I stopped worrying about my ex-boyfriend. Our breakup didn’t seem at all important.
Ten years have passed and yet I still get teary eyed thinking about September 11th. Ten years and although I haven’t lost anyone personally – not that day or the war that came later – I still feel the pain of our nation.
I can’t believe it has been ten years.
Today my thoughts are with everyone that lost someone that day. Today my thoughts are with all those lost that day. And today my thoughts are with every single person that has lost someone since then due to what happened on that day.
I hope each of you can take a moment today to remember what happened on this day ten years ago. Whether you live in the United States or not I feel as if September 11th is a day that changed EVERYONE.