I may not have known anyone personally who was killed or injured by the attacks on September 11th, but that doesn't mean it didn't affect me personally. I still get chills to this day when I remember that morning... I was still a college student at Florida International University. I wasn't a teacher yet -- I was a passenger assistant in Miami International Airport. I woke up early that morning and turned on the "Today" show as I prepared my breakfast, as I normally did before getting ready for class. I remember feeling shocked when the plane hit the first tower, then an overwhelming sense of fear when the second tower was hit.
My phone immediately started ringing as friends and family members began calling to voice their feelings -- outrage, confusion, fear, sorrow. Most of them on the verge of tears, if not already giving vent to them.
For the first time in my life as an American, I no longer felt secure.
For the first time in my life, period, I worried for the safety of my loved ones and myself.
It was a terrifying feeling, as if the ground had been ripped out from beneath my feet. But that is nothing compared to the loss so many people had to endure on that day and still have to endure to this day.
There is so much controversy still surrounding 9-11, but no matter what, we must remember to keep those lost in our thoughts & prayers. And we must never forget.