I Remember

I remember this morning eight years ago. I remember watching the footage, my ten year old mind not quite grasping the implications or changes that it the attack would cause. I remember seeing those looking for their loved ones - their sisters, sons, friends. The raw emotion felt when faced with never seeing them again, never having that chance at a final "I love you. " or "Goodbye". The emotions one woman faced at the lose of her sister, whom she had fought with and hadn't talked to in years. I remember the television being turned off and gathering in prayer. The prayer vigils. The unity felt across America through our shared grief. I remember the day that changed the future of America forever. I remember.