I usually forget, but today I remember.

As the years pass by, remembering September 11, 2001 becomes more & more faint. However, each time this date comes around, I remember. I remember walking to class at Faulkner University, when Amy Slauson (Newsom) and Jan Ellis (Lowery) greeted me in the lobby and told me that a plane had crashed into the World Trade Center. "Ok..." I thought. It was just a freak accident, right? I mean, no one was hurt, right? I walked into class & found a different story. The teacher, Sam Wallace, updated us. I remember being confused. Frightened. Angry. Sad. It was a very emotional day for me as the reality of the events unfolded. Classes were cancelled. I didn't know what I was supposed to do, so I walked back to my apartment on campus & called my dad on the way. He didn't really know what to say either. I watched the news footage & it slowly sank in what was happening. We were being attacked. Attacked? Why would anyone attack the U.S.A.? Doesn't everyone love America? Who doesn't appreciate freedom, democracy, patriotism? Of course, the answer to that question was obvious, but those thoughts still flooded my brain. The unity, patriotism, fear of God, and overall sense of camaraderie was evident in our country in the days & weeks that followed. That fervor has, as usual, faded since then. But this morning, as I listened to Rick & Bubba replay clips from their show on that fateful morning, I remembered. I felt the emotions all over again. And I am glad that I can still feel it.

{In case you missed my 09/11 post from last year, Click Here to view some photos of my trip to the World Trade Center.}