Ten years ago I got up for work and turned on the TV. I gazed in horror as I watched airplanes crashing into the Twin Towers. I was 8 months pregnant with my first child. When I found out what had happened, as my eyes filled with tears, I thought to myself "What kind of world am I bringing this child into?" I was scared for the future of my child and for the future of our world. Ironically, my son was born on 11/9/01 (compare that to 9/11/01). On this ten year anniversary of that tragic day and, as I look ahead to my son's 10th birthday, I have hope for the future. As Gabe and his brother grow, I will teach them what hatred and intolerance wrought that day, but I will also teach them how the triumph of the human spirit helps us to overcome and grow after such a terrible event.
When I despair, I remember that all through history the way of truth and love have always won. There have been tyrants and murderers, and for a time, they can seem invincible, but in the end, they always fall. Think of it--always. - Mahatma Gandhi
We will never forget...I will never forget.