11 years ago today, I was sitting in Minnesota, sitting in a hotel lobby, eating the free continental breakfast and watching what I thought was a movie. In reality it was live coverage of a second plane flying into the World Trade Center and understanding the true impact of what was happening was above my 14 year old brain. I had never even heard of the World Trade Center, had never been to New York.
What it meant for me, was that we wouldn’t be flying home that morning, just in time for school. Instead, we would drive the next few days with my grandparents, aunt, sister and mom from Minnesota to South Carolina before finally going home to Georgia. I remember my aunt being relived that her boys had flown out the night before and that they were safe at home.
For those days in the back of an SUV, I listened to my discman non-stop as my mind tried to understand what had happened. It wasn’t until I was older that I actually understood how devastating the whole day was, even for those who hadn’t lost someone. Sadly, I think the thing that really helped it hit home was watching the Real World season that was filmed during the attack. They brought in a TV so the cast could see what was happening and reliving that moment, those feelings and seeing how it effected other people hit me.
One day 9/11 is just going to be another day marked in history even though right now it still has so much emotion behind it for so many people.
However, this day isn’t all bad because today is when my awesome, beautiful, talented, amazing little niece, Malia, was born. She is a ray of sunshine with such a heart of love. Happy Birthday Malia. I love your soul!