Remembering September 11

I think we all remember where we were when we first heard about the horrors that were unfolded on September 11, 2001.

I woke up to an ordinary work day and was informed what happened by my mother. The tragedy had unfolded during the night in Australia and was mostly over by the time I got up.

Seeing the recaps on every single channel was like watching a horror movie. I couldn’t believe what happened, I didn’t think it was even possible for somebody to do that – let alone a bunch of people. I could only imagine what those directly affected by it were going through and my heart went out to them.


The next day when I went to work, I admit that I was scared. I worked in an office building, tiny compared to the Twin Towers, but it stood out on its own. A plane could have easily gone into it without touching anything else. Even though New York was half a world away, it felt like it could have happened anywhere.

A couple of years ago I went to New York and paid my respects to the site. I visited the church that served as a base for many of the rescue workers and cried from the moment I stepped through the gates to well afterwards. The stories and tributes they have displayed there are heart wrenching. Even now when I think about it I get that same lump in my throat.

For any die hard Taylor Swift fans, you might have heard one of her unreleased songs about September 11, called “Didn’t They”. I agree wholeheartedly with the sentiment, none of those victims did anything to deserve such an atrocity.

Twelve years ago the world was changed on September 11, 2001. It wasn’t for the better by any means but it did change. How nice it would be to be able to go back in time before the tragedy and still believe that such horrible things couldn’t happen.

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