I will never forget. It was September 12th for me… we were living in Australia at the time. The events of September 11th, 2001 went down all while we were fast asleep. I woke up that morning, went downstairs, signed onto AOL (naturally), and the image of two burning towers popped right up. It looked like a scene from a new movie… I couldn’t believe my eyes. This can’t be real. My Dad was walking down the stairs and I ran to him and told him what happened. We were in shock.
My sisters and I still had to go to school that day. We were the only Americans at our school. I felt so sad and alone. I remember wishing that I was back in America with my fellow Americans… going through it together. United.
I was glued to the TV and the news. Mourning for my country. Praying that they would find survivors. Listening to the stories of strangers helping strangers and of our real life heroes. In that moment… we were all American. We were all apart of one race… the human race. I was proud of our country. I was proud to be American. And I am still proud to be American.
I was going through pictures and I can’t even bring myself to put them on here… so sad. Too sad.
I just want to remind us all to always choose love and not hate…
Love you all! xo
