Thinking back on 911

My mother wants me to write about my feelings of 9/11. I'm not sure why. She says my feelings make sense and not just angry. Well it's one of the few things I'm not angry about I guess. I mean I am but I'm not motivated by anger regarding 9/11. I'm moved by the compassion that was shown to one another after that horrible day but saddened that it didn't last. For about 3-4 months, it didn't matter if you were white, black, brown, purple or green. Everyone who was American was accepted and treated kindly. We loved each other and leaned on one another. It was a time of despair because we all felt the pain and loss of those victims and/or heroes. At some point I will sit down and write all of my feelings and beliefs out and maybe submit it to some short story contest or a magazine editor. For now, I'm just going to try to figure out what all I would say and how I would put it out there.

Well, I must work tomorrow, so good night! God Bless us all!!!