I Remember....9 years ago...

I remember taking this picture.

With my disposable camera.

I had just turned 10.

I remember standing in front of these giant buildings, looking all the way up.

It made me dizzy.

I remember riding in the elevator all the way up to the very tip top, and seeing every single button for every single floor.

Amazing. Astonishing.Magical.Thrilling.

I remember being on top...on top of the world, on the very tip top of one twin.

The wind blowing through my hair, looking down at the teeny tiny yellow dots that we called taxis' at the bottom, and the smelling the smell of being on top. It was magical.

A moment I will never forget.

I remember looking across the way and seeing the other twin.

So close, you could see the people standing on top of the tip top of that beautiful building.

I remember.

(sorry for the picture quality....they are really old pics....and I scanned them in our scanner!)

I remember 9/11/2001.

I was getting ready for school, listening to the radio, and not knowing quite what they were saying.

I remember sitting in my first class, watching planes crash into my magical buildings.

It was gut wrenching.

My 8th grade self, sitting in my desk, watching the TV in shock.

Remembering the way I felt standing on top!

Thinking of all those people!

Watching.

Waiting.

Wondering.

9 months later, my family and I went back to visit what was left of those magical buildings....

Not much....

I remember how I felt seeing the under ground floors, construction crews still rummaging through rubble, my beautiful buildings were gone.

Because of hate.

Because of differences.

I cried. I cried for the loss of every single person affected by this awful thing.

The two building that were next to the Twin Towers. To the left in the picture up top.

Surrounding the area of the reconstruction was this.

Pictures. Flags. Memorials. Memories.

It was heart wrenching. But, absolutely amazing to see how strong our fellow Americans are.

A tower affected by the twins. It was covered in netting to protecting things from things falling from it.

An American flag, to represent who America is and who Americans' are.

This cool sphere was in between twins surrounded by water....like a fountain.

Today it sits in Battery Park, smashed, and stands tall in remembrance of 9/11/2001.

And I thought I would just throw this picture in because it was in my mix. It is the Brooklyn Bridge.

Today 9 years later, my husband is getting ready to go fight in the War On Terrorism. I couldn't be more proud. He gets to stand up for all those families. All those people. He gets to fight for them. What they lost.

How awesome is that!?

So here is to you, all that were affected greatly by 9/11/2001, I proudly will sacrifice my husband for you and the loved ones you have lost.

You are amazing. We got your back. And I mean it. 100% American all the way!