9/11 is to today's generation what JFK's assassination was in 1963. We all ask "Where were you when the towers fell?". I was sitting on the couch in my father's living room, hugging my one year old son with my eyes glued to the television and tears streaming down my cheeks. I could look out the window and see the smoke from where we lived in New Jersey.
While my heart still aches for what happened that beautiful day in September I must remember to live. Every day we must live. For those who were taken from us. For those who have given their lives for us. For those left behind to pick up the pieces. We must live every day to the fullest. We are not guranteed anything in this life. There is no way of knowing how many tomorrows we each will be given. So we must live each day, seize every opportunity, throw off the shackles of fear and LIVE!
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