There are certain events in history that break down the barriers between races, countries, social economic status, and religious beliefs. September 11, 2001 is one such event. I am not American, I do not personally know anyone who died on 9/11. I am not Muslim or a traditionally devout Christian. I am a daughter, mother, teacher, human being and as, most people in the 90+ countries affected that day, will NEVER forget the events of this particular day. My memories include a bright blue sky, feeling so happy that my then 4 year old daughter was enjoying Junior Kindergarten, enjoying a peaceful moment with a cup of coffee at our trailer. That is where I was when my mother called to ask if I knew what was happening in the States. We did not have a t.v. at the trailer and I did not have the radio on. I was completely stunned. I remember crying without even knowing much of the details. I was over come with emotions; fear, anger, disbelief, bewilderment, fatalism, concern, heartbreak. It was not until later in the afternoon that I saw footage of what had happened in New York, at the Pentagon, and in a barren field in Pennsylvania. It struck me as odd and sad that as a society we needed to see the horrifying images over and over again and STILL found it hard to believe to be truth and not video effects in a t.v. show or movie. I watch while I did my family’s laundry at a local laundry mat and the conversations were quite interesting. Many did not really believe that this was happening. It HAD to be a joke! My heart broke a million times that day for each mother, father, daughter, brother, son, sister, friend ect. who’s lives shattered just like the twin towers of the World Trade Center. The world came together that day. And each year that, as a world, we come together to remember the anniversary I am glad that the focus is on those heroes that we lost that day; both the heroes that tried to help those inside the buildings but every single person who lost their lives that day. Each and every one of them is a hero. The reasons and causes of these events remain as atrocious as they were 12 years ago but we as a collective choose to focus and honour those lost and those affected by the loss of loved ones. Maybe that day we were all re-sensitised to violence after years of de-sensitisation through media. Many I am sure would disagree with me. Either way, we did learn to value and focus on what is important; people not evil.
Today I choose to remember the people not the evil from September 11, 2001. How are you remembering today?