10 years and it's still a fresh wound

I'm sure more-so for those who lost a loved one or friend or even acquaintance.  This day will always be a day of sadness, grief and mourning.  I cry every year for each and every one of those people who were lost.

I play through the events of that day as though it were yesterday.  Taking my then 3 year old son to junior kindergarten for the morning.  Coming home to nap.  Going back to the school to pick him up at noon and going to my mom's for lunch.  It was only then, 3-4 hours after it happened that I found out.  And I was glued to the TV for days after, watching and wondering what would happen next.  I remember the feeling in my chest....anxiety and utter sadness.  Anger.  I believed everything they fed us for a little while.  I remember thinking, "My God, how could 'those people' be so horrible and kill so many people for no reason?!".  Those people.  And then I started to read, watch, research.  I began to come to different conclusions.

I never liked Bush to begin with.  I thought he was ignorant.  Slow even.  I knew he was a thief.  I knew he wasn't a good person.  And while I was reading the many, MANY stories and conclusions and theories, I began to form my own.

How could a plane, topple a building like a Jenga game??  Was the building construction on TWO buildings really that shoddy??  In New York City???  Really??

I cannot believe the lies we are fed and people believe to this day.  I hope one day the truth will come out and those responsible are held accountable for everything that has happened.

I digress.

To those who are heartbroken, not only on this day but everyday, I'm so sorry for your loss.  My heart aches for you all.

To all those who were viciously taken on that day, I don't think anyone will EVER forget each and every one of you.  I'm certain you are truly missed each and everyday.

On this, the 10th anniversary, I will keep my Kleenex box close, as I do every year.  I will weep, sob, and cry.  As I do every year.  I will never forget.  I will replay the memories, as I do every year.  I will never, EVER, forget.