Like many of you, I remember this day more vividly than almost any other day in my life. I was an idealistic young college student, the world at my finger tips. I thought I was invincible. I was in my own little world, the center of my universe, when the attacks took place. But it wouldn’t be long before my invincible egocentric world would be rocked to the core and I would be forever changed.
I heard screaming, “We are being attacked, the World Trade Centers are being attacked!” I ran with the others to the nearest tv and saw the images that will forever be burned into my mind. Images of war and bloodshed and utter terror. Shock, tears, anger, and a desparate need to feel connected with the other students gathered were the emotions running through me as I helplessly watched my great country burn. Our small group clung to each other and did the only thing we could, we prayed. We prayed for those in the flames and we prayed for those who were fighting them. And every September 11, I remember with a shudder that I am not invincible and our country is not invincible. But despite those thoughts I take comfort knowing that in the end “we will not tire, we will not falter, and we will not fail.” God Bless America.
Please feel free to share your stories and how September 11 changed your life. We would love to hear from all of you. Thanks, Hanna