It's hard to believe that it's been two years already. It feels like yesterday and it feels like ages ago. I am amazed by how much life has returned to "normal" and I can remember thinking that it never would. I can remember thinking that it would be impossible to get past it and move on.

I find it strange how very little I have heard about September 11th today. I don't know if people want to simply ignore it or if they have forgotten the way it felt that day, but I think it's important to remember.

September 11, 2001 was a day that changed everything. Do you remember where you were that day? What you were doing? How you felt? Take a moment and think about it. I remember being at work and watching events play out along with my coworkers. I remember the shock, the fear, and the sadness that I felt that day. I remember being so utterly unable to comprehend the strength of such hatred. And in the aftermath, I remember my faith being restored by those willing to sacrifice their own lives to save others.

This is not going to become some cliched entry about patriotism or terrorism or heroism. I don't need to randomly pontificate about the state of the world, or divulge my opinions of human nature. My goal is much simpler than that. I just want to say one thing: I remember.  ¶ 2:26 PM