do you remember

10 years ago. today.


i remember. i crawled onto my parents bed and watched as the 2nd tower fell. i remember not understanding. my mother in disbelief. 


i remember the next day going to school. talking about it with my teacher. and my fellow students. it had been one girls birthday. she said it was her worst birthday ever.


i remember then fearing for my dad when he left for a trip. hoping something like this would never happen again. 


i remember things changing. the airports becoming more hectic. the security lines new and foreign. what it had been like before, when we were able to walk out to the gate.


i remembering fearing flying, when before, it had been a loved experience.


i remember when we went to war. the war on terror... i remember not being old enough to understand.


i remember when osama bin laden was killed. and not understanding again. 


i dont think ill ever understand this travesty. i dont think i will ever comprehend the evil that exist. i dont think i will ever be able to reconcile taking one mans life for the greater good, but at the same time, still taking that mans life. i dont understand how this one man also took so many lives. so many lives that were not his to take. and how we went to war to fight this man and the beliefs he stood for. and how we lost so many more lives in this pursuit. 


and as i watch the footage of the events from 10 years ago, i am forced to try and understand. to try and reconcile. i dont  know if i will ever be able to.


this anger, this hatred for other people. it has to stop. this murdering and terrorism and holocausts and genocides and wars. they need to stop. 


it shouldnt take this big of an event to wake the world up to the atrocities that we have turned a blind eye for so long. 


10 years ago i remember what happened.