Thursday, September 11, 2008
Wow...7 years...and it honestly doesn't even seem that long ago. One of my cousins' husband was a security guard in the second tower. He lead a group of people out, went back in to help an elderly man, and that's the last time he was seen on earth. At first my cousin kept telling people she thought he was perhaps wandering around New York with amnesia sense none of his remains were discovered, then she finally let way to reality and began to grieve. Many lives were changed on that one day for a lot of people, especially in the U.S. where bombing is not the norm as it is for so many war impoverished countries. Just remember to live life to the fullest and to live every moment as if it is your last. And also remember to appreciate people while they are there to be appreciated before--for whatever reason--they're not in your life anymore.