Hello, awesome readers!
Today marks the ruthless, soul-sucking day forever marked as 9/11. Today is Hate’s 20th anniversary.
Not to dismiss all the other heinous acts by humans (and unfortunately there are many). I guess I’m remembering this one because it happened during my lifetime. I was an adult and aware of the world when it happened.
It’s safe to assume that anyone who was old enough to hold memories on this day 20 years ago can say where they were and what they were doing on September 11, 2001.
This was during my acting days, so I was on my way to catch a bus that would take me to New York City when the world was struck with blood, fear, confusion … when humanity was struck by a hatred that would forever change us.
At the time, I went to New York City every week and my family knew my schedule. My father, now a retired pilot, saw the reports of planes crashing into the Twin Towers and knew immediately that this was no accident. He called me right away to say that I shouldn’t go to NYC that day and that’s how I found out.
My heart goes out to all the people that lost their lives. My heart goes out to all the people who lost loved ones. My heart goes out to all the people that have no choice but to relive that day every single year with tears and heartache and an empty hole that was once filled by someone that had meaning in their life.
My only hope is that this inhumane and cold-hearted plan of attack has somehow brought a deeper level of compassion into the world.
What about you? What were you doing on the day that the world changed?
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