9-11

I remember very clearly where I was when I heard about the first plane hitting the World Trade Center on September 11, 2001. I was in the car driving to work. I was at the intersection of the Blackhorse Pike just before the Cardiff Circle. When I got to the office, I called Nick and told him to turn on the TV. A few minutes later, he called me and told me that a second plane hit the other tower. So many lives ended that day and so many lives were changed that day. I am fortunate not to have lost anyone in that day. 9/11 changed so much in my world.

I learned that life is fragile and change in dramatic ways with no warning. I learned to cherish those that are close to me because they may be gone tomorrow. Since that day, I end most conversations with my husband and my parents with the words, “I love you.” I learned that life is too short not to be happy. I learned that sometimes you just have to create a plan and take action because the perfect time may never arrive.

I saw examples of humanity’s infinite capacity to care and my heart was warmed. I also saw examples of humanity’s infinite capacity to hate and was chilled to the bone.

I’ve watched our Federal government react to 9/11 and I’ve been disappointed and ashamed for so many reasons: the deaths of our young people in a war that is unconscionable. I have seen our civil rights and protections eroded, which is bewildering to me.

One day, September 11, 2001 will just be a date that students have to memorize in history class.