Can you believe it’s been 14 years since the towers fell?
14 years ago I had not met Mr. Byrd in person yet. We met online and had already been emailing back and forth for a few weeks. There was something there. We both felt it. In fact, plans were in the works to meet in person at that time.
14 years ago I had the flu. I was so sick that I called into work and fell back asleep on the couch before my dad woke me up to watch the news. I woke up in time to see the second tower get hit.
14 years ago I checked my email to find an email from that guy that I hadn’t met yet but already had my heart that said, “did you imagine when you woke up today that this would happen?”. I printed every single email we exchanged during that time and kept them togehter in a binder. Shortly after that day we met in person and fell in love but he lived in Houston and I was going to college in Tyler. We eventually broke up and many months later in an attempt to finally get over him, I threw away all the emails that we had sent.
Except I never threw away the email from 9/11. I couldn’t.
I also never got all the way over him, thank you God.
14 years ago no one had a clue that on that day the life of every single person in America would change drastically. The country came together like I had never seen before. We met in churches and prayed while listening to George Bush deliver words that would give us hope. Airports became scary places for a bit. The news for months was splashed with images that I can never forget. Honestly I can’t believe it’s been 14 years.
I can’t believe that my first baby is 10 and suddenly is starting to look like a young woman more so than a child. I can’t believe that my 9 year old can wear my shoes. I can’t believe that we have a 6 year old that is the most stubborn child to have ever lived. I know there’s people that want to move forward and stop talking about it so much but I can’t stop.
I can teach my kids how to love and find adventures without fear. I can thank God that Mr. Byrd responded to that first email I ever sent him and for every email in between, including the one on 9/11.
We all can remember. We will all remember.
We can’t control what others do but we can all remember and let that affect what we do and how we treat others.
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