I remember sitting on the couch playing with Hailey (she was 5 months old) when my phone rang.
I remember my sister’s voice on the other end of the phone as she told me that a plane had crashed into one of the towers of the World Trade Center.
I remember sitting in horror watching as the second tower was struck.
I remember the absolute panic I felt when I heard that a plane had struck the Pentagon as my dad was there on a regular basis for meetings.
I remember the tears of relief when I finally got through to my mom hours later and she spoke the words “Dad is safe! He was NOT in the Pentagon today!”
I remember watching hour upon hour of coverage and just being in shock that this could actually happen!
I remember thinking that life as we knew it would NEVER be the same.
I remember praying countless prayers for God’s comfort and peace to fall on all of those who lost loved ones in the attack and for those who witnessed this tragedy first-hand.
I remember the feelings of amazement and pride as the stories of the heroes of that horrible day unfolded.
I remember the unity our country had for a long time after that day!
Even though it has been 11 years, I remember that day so vividly!
I will always remember!