I remember that infamous day.
I remember the heart-wrenching pain, the brick in my stomach, watching the World Trade Centers burn and crumble to the ground.
Why would anyone want to kill thousands of innocent people?
How could I forget? How could any one forget?
It didn’t make any sense back then, and it doesn’t make any sense now.
Except for this…
Immediately after the attacks, people flocked to New York City to help. They drove across country, they stood on long lines waiting to dig through the rubble, and they banded together as one.
We united to share the pain, to grieve the loss, to bring comfort, and love, and aid, to a city (and a world) that was wounded and suffering.
September 11th was a day that truly united all the states through an outpouring of love and compassion.
A love that knows no boundaries: a love that expanded beyond our borders, and vibrated throughout the entire world.
We need to see more of the other side of infamy and remember what else happened on that fateful day, September 11th.
Hopefully, it won’t take another tragedy for us to share the love and concern we all have for each other.
Every day, love someone. Every day, help someone. Every day, unite with each other and remember what it means to be human.
