I was having a conversation with a friend talking about 9/11 and how it just seems like it happened yesterday. It feels like one of those history events that you are supposed to read about, not live through. I will never forget where I was as many of you won't. I was shocked to the point of silence that shook me more than I could ever explain. I could not believe what I was watching. WATCHING!!! I was sitting there ( as many if you were) watching as lives were living this and all I could do was watch. I felt so helpless and wanted to scream, "WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON? THIS IS NO KIND OF CRAZY JOKE. OH MY GOD PEOPLE ARE JUMPING. PEOPLE ARE JUMPING. LORD... PEOPLE ARE JUMPING". It was literally more than I could take. As hours an days passed I almost became addicted to the stories and the news. My God these people were once someone's children, and some of these that perished were children. Why??? After giving birth to Alyssa, (who was only 2 at the time turning 3 eleven days later) my outlook on life changed drastically as I think all women change once they have a child of their own. I was not only overwhelmed with sadness but was traumatized by what I was seeing and the thoughts of future events that I may not be prepared for.
So many of you might ask why I would write about this. It didn't affect me personally with a loved one and no one that I knew died, so why would I write about this event? Here's why.... The love that I have for life and humanity. To not forget them. Any of them. Because THEY ALL MATTERED!
Kevin and I attended the Niner game on the 10th anniversary of 9/11 with Alyssa and our neighbor Chris. It was amazing to see all the American flags in the air and so many people proud to hold them high. Here are some of the candid pictures I took that day.
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