Never Forget.

I just sat through hours of traffic. I was over an hour delayed to work due to some accident on the turnpike which caused traffic to spill over onto local roads in my town. My normal commute turned into a nightmare of back ups and delays on every road I turned. Needless to say I was not a happy camper. Then as I was checking my phone for the 18th time to see how late I was, I realized the date said September 11th. 

How could I forget? I don't think anyone in my generation will ever forget this date. It's forever etched in our memories. Not just for those of us who live close to NY, or even those of us who live in this country. Globally, it's a date no one in this era can forget. It happened when I was in 10th grade going into my 3rd period World History class. We watched on TV as the second plane hit. Everything was kind of crazy that day and for the days to follow even. Even though I didn't directly know anyone who lost their lives that day, it still scares me to think about it all. 

Yet, here I am 11 years later, a mom on her way to work complaining because of traffic delays. 11 years ago, around the exact same time some mom's dropped their kids off to daycare and never made it to work. Some children in the very same daycare as my own child lost their parents forever. Today for me is such a clear reminder that we must cherish each day and love the people in our lives. It's a reminder of how we must constantly be grateful for the moments we are given. 

Today let's taking a moment to honor all those who lost their lives due to the tragic events of 9/11. My heart goes out to all the victims and to the family members who have to live on with those horrible memories.