Today I am reflecting, as I’m sure so many are. I’m reflecting on that day, 11 year ago. 9/11 impacted so many of us. My aunt’s office was up somewhere between the 80th and 90th floor of the North Tower and my uncle worked in both, he was part of the elevator maintenance team that kept all elevators operational.
We reconnected with my Uncle and Aunt about 3 years ago. It was so good to see them. Each recounted that day for us, it sent chills down my spine. I’ll never forget exactly what I was doing that day, how I cried watching those plans crash intentionally into the WTC towers.
There isn’t really any need for me to elaborate here. The long and short of it is, I’m grateful these two people are still in my life, I’m sad for those who lost so many loved ones on that day. I’m sure it doesn’t get easier for the survivors but it is nice for them to know they are loved.