Take a moment and read the names

I don’t imagine there will ever be a September 11th that I don’t remember exactly what I felt that morning. Watching it in unfold and not understanding what I was seeing. I was 25 years old and couldn’t imagine what was happening and what it would mean for the future.

Today, 41, as I remember that day, it still feels like yesterday, even 16 years later. I watched a show that shared the voices of the people calling their loved ones. I immediately thought of the fact that some of those voices heard and unheard were my age at the time then and my age now. Nothing I can express can come close to the feelings of those who lost someone that day and in later days because of it.

As I watched the images of those brave men and women, and scared men and women, knowing what we know now about the air they were breathing. More guilt, more tears. Human life is frail and the pain of the people directly impacted – I can’t fathom. I would imagine it feels like a million pounds on your chest, every well-wisher, historian and opinion piece are more weight on the mother and fathers, sisters and brothers, and not least the children who lost their parents. How do they feel on this day and every day? I thought I would share this and say – I don’t know how you feel. I can’t know how you feel. Your loved one will never be forgotten by me, and I will share their stories with my children so they will know and they won’t forget.

Take a moment and read the names and think of their families. https://www.911memorial.org/names-memorial-0