It’s been hard to not think about 9/11 today. Reading through Facebook posts from friends who were supposed to be in the towers, and of course friends and family that were lost that day has been very tough.

I don’t really know how/why we started watching TV that morning. I’m assuming that someone called us to tell us what was happening. I remember watching in a haze, not really awake yet when the second plane struck. Initially I was surprised that the news had footage so quickly – then it kicked in that we had just watched a second plane hit the second tower in real time.

That moment changed my life, as it did so many others forever.