On the morning of 9/11/2001 I was getting ready for work listening to the news. I remember hearing the report of a plane crashing into one of the Twin Towers. My first thought was, "What is wrong with that pilot?" Even though I had never been to the Twin Towers in person I had seen pictures. The Twin Towers were huge!! How could anyone fly into them? My second instant thought was, "It had to be on purpose".
I didn't want to think, that my country and my home was under attack. I stayed glued to the news as it all unfolded and I watched the second plane crash into the second tower. I hurried off to my office that was 5 minutes away. I didn't want to be alone. They already had the radio going, and the reports came of the other missing planes. I was shocked, stunned and numb.
I look back to this time, and see now the healing that has taken place with me. For one, ten days after 9/11 I got on a plane to Dallas, Texas to meet up with old classmates. I also began the healing process with my family as I met a cousin I had not seen since I was six. I gained more respect for those who serve us everyday. I have learned of little ways to give back to those who protect me everyday. I don't have alot of money to donate but I can do small things and spread the word to be charitable. I have also learned to be more forgiving of those that hurt me and those things that I love so much. I have learned I will not fear again.
I will never forget 9/11, those we lost and those who became heroes. I also will never forget the lessons I learned to be grateful for the things I do have and know in my life. Not everyone is as lucky as I am. Yesterday, I finished two more chapters for the final edits for Friends....Lessons of Life. My mind went to the memories of 9/11 and how grateful I am to live in this country. God Bless America!!