Ten years on and it’s all still very raw for me. I was living in New York City. I still remember it all so vividly. I was one of the lucky ones who didn’t lose anyone, but I still remember seeing a brother and sister on CNN on the Wednesday, holding up fliers they were posting in their search for their father. On the Thursday, when I left the apartment for the first time, I saw one of those fliers. It was shockingly real. I hope that that family, and all others who lost someone, have found some sort of peace.
I’d like to take a moment today to remember all of those who lost their life as a result of the events of September 11, 2001. I was working in Manhattan at the time and have my own vivid memories of that day, and those weeks and months that followed. Those memories will be with me forever. I was fortunate not to lose anyone that day; the people I knew of either didn’t go in that day or were able to get out in time. Sadly, many others were not as fortunate.