It’s been 20 years and I still remember exactly where I was when I found. Still remember my initial reaction. Still remember trying to hold it together while I processed what was happening. The memories are still so vivid… they always will be. It is difficult to forget something so horrific, something that changed not only you but the world as you knew it.
I really can’t believe it’s been 20 years…
I’d like to think this tragic event changed us for the better, but, if the past two years are any evidence (and oh trust me, they are), we are no better. In fact, we are worse.
This event which brought everyone together with love and support was fleeting and didn’t last. Now we are more interested in me me me and couldn’t give a damn about our neighbors or the people around us.
I’ve healed some over the last 20 years but the time hasn’t changed my feelings. I still cry over it, I still hurt over it.
This event will always be a part of me, it will always affect me.
I will never forget.