I get that people don't understand how some of us still grieve on this day. I get that others didn't run for their lives like I did. I get that people in other parts of the country watched this unfold from the comfort of their living room instead of live and in person. I get that most people didn't have their spouse and their parents waiting to hear if their wife or daughter was alive. I get that. I get that most people don't know someone (or many someones) that died. Hell, I even knew one of the terrorists that was on the Pentagon plane. You try living with the thought that this person you spoke with on a regular basis hated you enough to want to kill you. And then rack your brain to try to remember if there were any clues to this.
I wish I didn't grieve once a year for innocence lost. But on one day a year, I'm in bad shape. Sorry if that disturbs some of the people on this thread.
Thank you to all the brave men and women that gave their lives that day in rescue attempts and to those that continue to fight for our freedom.
I think 9/11 is like anything else. If you weren't personally affected then you tend to forget. It's unfortunate but it's human nature. I , like you, will never forget the horror of that day. Never.
