Where I was 10 years ago...

On that fateful day on September 11, 2001 I would have been going into grade 2.  My teacher's name was Ms. Lindsey, and it would have been just before the start of my new school year.  Frankly, I don't remember what I was doing on that day, but looking back, it was a time of great sadness around me.  It wasn't until about 2 years later that the full impact of what had occurred hit me.  I was devastated.  The idea that someone could have such a disregard for innocent human life is, to me, deplorable.  My own opinions of the event aside, I still believe that the people working in the tower on the day of the attack did not deserve to die.  It brings up the point though, of how fast life can change.  No one working in the towers that day, or those who took the day off, would have thought that this would happen.  It astounds me still, even after the tragedies I have suffered this past year, how fast things can go from "happy and sunny" to "depressing and rainy," in the mere blink of an eye.

I may not remember the 11th of September 2001, but I feel the impact that such a ruthless act can inflict on an already "on-edge" world.