It’s amazing how fast ten years can go.
It’s amazing the changes that can occur in that time span.
I remember this day so clearly ten years ago. I was on my computer first thing in the morning and the kids were getting ready for school. Jordan–who was 6 at the time–turned on the tv and said, “Mom, the building is on fire.” I turned around and was in shock at what I was seeing.
The first building had been hit.
Not long after, the second building.
It was mesmerizing. You couldn’t take your eyes off the television.
I think the entire world had a different frame of mind after that.
We all wanted to be a little better.
To show our families and friends more love.
To work together.
To appreciate life.
This day was a catalyst for changes in my life. Knowing I was not on the best path for me and my family and making a decision to change that path. And on the same day as making the decision (a couple days later), being presented with a new opportunity.
Funny how things can happen like that.
Dan and I had the opportunity to go to NYC the year before–almost to the day and I took a photo from the Empire State Building of the lower Manhattan skyline with those two amazing structures in it. (I would share it, but it was on film.) A couple years ago I even found a children’s magazine that I had received in school talking about this ‘upcoming new project’. This massive construction of two incredibly tall buildings. That was a treasure to find.
One year later after Dan and I were there, that skyline was changed forever.
I was able to go back there about three years after that. It was an incredible site to behold. There was also a fire station right across the street (so to speak) and we were able to talk with one firefighter in particular about his account of that day.
one word. incredible.
We asked him if it bothered him to talk about it and he actually said he loved doing it. It was healing for him. They also let us take pictures of their station, including pieces of the aftermath that they’d collected. Things that were important to them as firefighters.
There really are no words to express what it was like–first, just being there,
and second, hearing first hand someone’s account of what happened.
I loved what someone wrote on the “Post No Bills” sign (above).
“Yo New York.
I hope you are feeling better.
I see the nasty scar
is starting to heal . . . a . . . little.
I will always pray for your losses.
Stay strong. You are still the
greatest city in the world.
I think that about sums up the resilience and patriotism of this country.
To all the men,women and children that died that day, to the families of those affected, to the firefighters, police officers and total strangers that came together to help one another…in NYC, DC and PA–our thoughts and prayers are always with you.
thank you all for being heroes.