Remembering "That" Day - September 11 Blog

Isn't it amazing how fast life goes? It's crazy to think most of our memories are marked in major events. Birthdays, celebrations and even tragedies. I remember every detail of September 11th, 2001 as I'm sure most people do.

Flashback: We weren't allowed to watch TV before school and so I would always blast KISS FM (with Rick Dees in the morning (takes me back now). I took a shower in the mornings and when I got out I'd always catch the last 3 songs of the Top 20 countdown while I got ready. This day, there weren't any songs, just a bunch of news and I remember turning it off quickly in disappointment thinking I had missed it that day. 

I remember going downstairs and turning on the TV (which was not allowed and we never did) and I don't know why I did that day honestly. I just did it. I remember watching, nervous, as I didn't really know what the trade towers were, but I knew it was really bad. People's faces made audio not even relevant. My mom never let us miss a day of school, much to my chagrin and so off we went. She dropped us off that day because of everything happening and I remember getting out of the car, closing the door, turning to say goodbye and her yelling out the window that the towers had started to collapse. I hightailed it to my first class. Every classroom was silent with the TV's on. We sat, in silence, and just watched. Much more went on that day....but I will never forget. 

Later, I remember making some memorial slideshow with Faith Hill's song, "There will come a day" thinking it was a littler eery and all too convenient this had just released. I grabbed as many pictures as I could, I think in an effort to express how I was feeling. At that age, that's all I guess I knew how to do. I wonder if it's still on some computer harddrive my parents have....Anyways I hadn't met Steven yet or even had my senior prom.

Fast forward 5 years. September 11, 2006. By this time, I was months away from being a college graduate, was newly engaged and planning a wedding furiously and heading into an new chapter in life. Good things were happening. Yet, I didn't forget. 

Today, 10 years later, I look at my life. Living in Georgia, two dogs, new careers, been married 4.5 years and have a beautiful 6 month old baby boy. He's everything to me. I look at him and I realize that mercies renew every morning. I never knew what my life would look like 10 years to the date of such a tragedy, but I'm so hopeful in what's to come in the next 10, 20, and 30 years. Great things are happening. Life can be hard, you can hit rough patches, but it goes on. It doesn't let up and it doesn't quit. Therefore "I press on towards the goal to win the prize which God has called me to"...

I will always remember September 11th because it has given me perspective on life, the goodness of people and the grace of God.

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