Today, I reflect.
After 8:46 AM on 9/11/01, the day no longer felt like a regular 24 hour day. Time had lost its steady forward motion, I was all consumed with emotion, unprepared, my future expectations were chattered in the moment.
Being a New Yorker, most of my experiences were real in the sense that the shared emotions hit home really hard. My next door neighbor lost his nephew (a fire fighter), and everyone in my social circle knew someone or of someone that was affected by the horrific event. A few days after 9/11, I did some volunteer work with the red cross at ground zero and, to see the sight in person was nothing like looking at it on TV, it was truly hell on earth.
Today I pay my respect to the souls who lost their lives on that fateful day. I pray for the families and all those who were affected, I honor all the men and women who unselfishly gave of themselves to make a difference in the rescue and salvage efforts.
The spirit New York, the spirit of America is alive and well.
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