Six Years Ago Tomorrow...
I came back home after dropping my children off at school. My father was visiting from Florida, and we had a full day planned. I grabbed a cup of coffee and decided to join him in the living room, where he had been watching the news. He got up and switched off the t.v., and said "there's nothing going on. Let's get ready to go to the store." But I told him, "nah. I'm still tired. I'll just watch the news and have some coffee until I'm more awake." Then it happened. The story began to unfold before us, and we knew life would never be the same again. And it hasn't been.
I can't think of any words that can express the pain, the anger, the confusion, the day that no American old enough to remember it will ever forget. At least 2,985 people are dead as a result of the attacks. May then rest in peace.
