How could I ever forget

When I started this post I had all intentions of telling my 9/11 story but as I wrote and revised I decided maybe it was best that I don't.  I've been blogging for 4 years and not once have I shared my story, I've gone so far as to shut down all forms of  social networking, TV and radio because sometimes the stories shared FORCE me to relive it all and honestly I just don't want to.

I was there, I stood in front of those towers, I saw it live and in person and because of that I WILL never forget! My life changed that day, in all the despair surrounding me I bonded with people I loved, I vowed never to leave home angry again and I made new and lasting friendships, this is what I choose to remember about that day. Sharing the parts that catapult me into deep sadness  don't seem necessary. I'm not suggesting by any means that others don't share their story because we all heal differently and it's your story to share but my story will forever be just that, my story.  I might one day share it with C.J MAYBE but I think that's really as far as it will ever go. I really hope that by the time he's at the age where he will want to ask questions about what happen on September 11th the world will have changed.



I listen to this song every year since that day, it reminds me to appreciate the men and women that lost their lives and gave their lives to help others.