Today marks the 16th Anniversary of the 9/11 attacks. Anyone who was alive and old enough remembers where they were at on the morning of September 11, 2001. I was starting my senior year of high school wondering if I wanted to go in the military or continue on to college.
I was getting ready for school that morning. I was up a little earlier then normal to finish some homework. I had just got dressed and walked into the living room. My mom had the tv on the news while she watched from the kitchen and ate breakfast. I sat down on the couch to put my shoes on and saw a live shot from New York.
The anchor was talking about an accident where a plane crashed into one of the towers. It was unknown at that point what kind of plane and how on earth a plane did not see the tower as it was a clear day. Suddenly, a new plane entered the camera frame. It travelled behind the building previously struck and flew into the adjacent tower. It was now obvious That we are watching a terrorist attack live on air.
I sat with my mom and watched as smoke and flames began billowing out of the towers. Debris falling to the ground below. People hanging out Windows, trapped. Occasionally the debris falling looked to much like falling bodies, it wasn't until after that I found out it was indeed bodies and they were alive. After what seemed like an eternity the towers fell.
I made it to school shortly after. It was a strange solemn day. No work was done, Just lots of talking and processing. Towards the end of the day I had made up my mind. I was going to join the military, college could wait.
As I sit here reflecting on the attacks and all the people lost that day, it reminds me to live life to our fullest. Try not to put off something or someone important today, because there is no guarantee of tomorrow. And to always tell those important to you that you love them even if your angry at something they did.