We Remember

Today is the 11th of September, 2008. Crazy to think of how fast life changes. I was at school, in my history class, when my teacher started talking about the twin towers, pentagon, and planes crashing. We all went to the gym for an assembly, the principal and staff explained to us what was going on, there were councellors for us to talk to, and the rest of the classes for the day were cancelled.

My memory of that day is still pretty fuzzy after the assembly. I know I walked around the school for a while, and finally went into the art room and started to draw. I'm not an artist btw, but I do like to work with colour and texture sometimes. I find it theraputic.

Teachers were monitoring the hallways and classrooms, but everyone just seemed to be roaming around, there was no direction, people were crying, no one knew what was going on.

Life moved on, classes resumed, friends went into the military so they could stand for their country. But it was still a turning point in my life.

Today, if you read this, I just ask that you take a moment and pray for our leaders, our soldiers, and our friends. There are still people being torn apart with grief every day because of their losses.