And then, on September 11, the world fractured."- President Obama
Credit: AP Photo/Marty Lederhandler
On September 11, 2001, when the school day took a hectic turn ... when my mom picked me up and we walked home as ashes were fell from the sky... when I learned my NYPD dad had rushed out of our house that morning to get to Ground Zero ... when we went to my aunt's roof and watched the smoke rising from where the towers stood... when I listened as it was declared a terrorist attack... I just hoped and prayed my dad would come home to us safely that night.
I thank God that he did, and I think of those family members who weren't as lucky.
This year, as the country and world feels fractured in different ways, I hope we can all remember what happened after the tragedy of 9/11. Heroes, both first responders and regular people, ran in to rescue strangers. We came together. We lifted each other up. We wanted to move forward, united, to be stronger and better. All of our pain was valid, all of our hopes and prayers important.
May we remember to always come together to care about each other, and about humanity in those ways again...
Credit: AP Photo/Dan Loh
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