On September 11, 2001 - I stood in a classroom full of eager young learners, fighting back tears, hiding a breaking heart, hiding FEAR. Despite Vietnam, despite Iraq, I grew up in a world where we slept soundly in our beds at night, without worrying about the threat of violence.
September 11, 2001- stole our security, stole the innocence from our children. They live daily with the knowledge that we can be hurt, our buildings brought down, our fathers and mothers and children killed, our lives destroyed.
We live our lives differently in the wake of 9-11, with the knowledge that it could all be taken away, through no fault of our own.
Never forget what happened that day. If you love someone, tell them. Don't wait for a rainy day to enjoy life and the people who make it worth living.