I remember…..

I remember……..driving to work that bright, sunny day.

I remember……..listening to the radio as they talked about a horrible accident ~ a plane had hit the World Trade Center, North Tower. 

I remember…..arriving at the office and telling everyone to turn on the television in the conference room, there had been an accident.

I remember…..watching in horror as the second plane deliberately flew into the South Tower and it exploded into flames.

I remember…..being afraid by all the events of the day.

I remember…..wondering how in the world they would ever put those fires out….only to witness immediately after my thought  the South Tower collasping and then the North Tower a short time later as tears fell from my eyes.

I remember…..the people appearing out of the building ash in a daze…..confused…..scared. 

I remember…..explaining to my then 10 and 7 year old daughters what had happened that day.

I remember…..my heart breaking when they asked me how would they be able to call and say goodbye to me if a terrorist tried to crash their plane when they flew to visit their father in Colorado the next time….and later I cried for of all the people who didn’t have the opportunity to say goodbye that day to their loved ones. 

I remember……..because I can’t forget…..