On September 10, 2001, my ex-wife and I found out that we were going to be parents for the first (and only) time. We were happy, excited, elated and thinking of a future for our unborn child. Woke up the next day and still felt excited. Then… the world crashed; almost literally. One of, if not the darkest, days in our country’s history happened that day. Sixteen years ago today. I remember talking with my friend Michelle, who was living in Atlanta at the time, keeping her updated via email what was going on because she couldn’t get full-on internet at work. I remember talking with my mother and my ex-wife. I went to eat a late breakfast with my mother and we didn’t talk about much and the people in the restaurant were pretty quiet, too. That day was so surreal, so weird. I won’t post the “never forget” pics because I don’t think anyone that was alive and aware at that time will ever forget. I just don’t like to be reminded to “never forget.”
I post regular pics, though.
Until tomorrow, same blog channel…
“Time is passing. Yet, for the United States of America, there will be no forgetting September the 11th. We will remember every rescuer who died in honor. We will remember every family that lives in grief. We will remember the fire and ash, the last phone calls, the funerals of the children.” – President George W. Bush