i was watching one of the many 9/11 specials last night. the stories were heartbreaking.
there was one story i wanted to share because, while heartbreaking, it was also beautiful.
there was a woman working at the aftermath because she was a welder and her company asked her, after she first fled the city, to come back and use her skills to disassemble the wreckage, find bodies, and be a helping hand. she worked there for a few weeks straight, and took home a souvenir. she brought home some of the huge bolts that held together pieces of what was the world trade center buildings. she brought them home because her father, since deceased, was also a welder. and one of the projects he worked on was the building of the world trade centers. she said, "i brought some home because, who knows, he might've touched them."
i'd like to say, "we will never forget." because we won't.
those who were alive on that day will never forget exactly where they were when they heard the crazy news. but i can't say i think about it all the time. or want to. but, on this day i am, and my heart goes out to everyone, and there are so many, who were affected by what happened... large or small.