Remembering 9/11

I can’t believe today marks the seven year anniversary of 9/11. Strangely enough, I spent this evening with Miriam, just like I did seven years ago to the day.

My parents were out of town during 9/11. They were in Seattle, about to fly to San Francisco the next day for an overnight layover before returning home. I was house sitting for them, so Miriam and my then girlfriend, Jessica, slept over. Around 4am, I got a phone call from my friend, Jen. She kept telling me to turn on the television. Half asleep, I found the remote and clicked on the TV. The twin towers burned.

We stayed glued to the television for hours, watching the tragedy unfold before our eyes. It was completely surreal. My dad picked us up later that morning to calm us down.

I moved to DC in fall of 2004. I remember driving past the Pentagon and seeing an entire side covered off. Every year we had a moment of silence on 9/11 and my classmates recalled how they were evacuated from school that day.

I just wanted to take a moment to remember.