Eleven Years & One Day.

I couldn't put into words how I felt yesterday, today it's the same struggle but I feel like I need to. September 11th is one of the days I remember of my middle school years. I was in sixth grade, math. Mrs. Morris was from Boston, and i heard her strong voice stop, and in utter shock she reached and turned on the tv and for the remainder of the class it was pure silence. I remember trying to understand what was going on..and then when it finally hit me I was still at a loss for how to feel. I still am when I think about it. My first reaction is to be angry, then sad, then disgusted..then it just cycles.

*this is not my photo, i found it via google and loved it*.

I can tell you my theories on what really happened that day, who did something..who didn't...but that's not what that day is about. It's about the people that didn't have a choice, the people that weren't watching, but experiencing. I cannot imagine the fear and the panic that went into those last moments, the strong realization that some of them came to when they discovered they wouldn't make it out. When they realized they wouldn't see the people that they loved again, they'd never make another cup of coffee, or take the dogs out. I wonder if that's what you think about in the end? not all the things you haven't done but about all the days that made up your life. What your love smells like when you hug him. or her.

9/11 to me, will always be heartbreaking. It will always be a day that I just feel, transported back into that moment of confusion. Of just a sad awe. But what this tragic day did show us, was how incredibly brave the human race can be. How selfless.

My heart goes out to the loved ones that lost that day. My thanks to the heroes that didn't think twice about rushing in.

Rest in peace all that parished, I hope that the other side is much kinder to you.  I also want to thank and send a prayer up for all those who are still fighting for our freedom..no matter if I agree with the war or not, I still support you and your families and your beliefs ..the way you're selfless bravery has supported mine.



xoxox.