I'll never worry about forgetting where I was or who I was with or what I felt.
I remember thinking it wasn't that big of an attack. When I went to bed that night, I thought everything would be back to normal the next day. I was so wrong. I remember all the channels were running the same feed except Disney. They had cartoons.
I remember waking up exactly one year later and just crying, sobbing. I hadn't cried about it yet and I think it was then that it really hit me. We were never going back, only forward.
I can't even begin to imagine what its like for those who deal with terrorist attacks on a daily basis. Its just mind boggling.
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