September 11th, 2001: I was seven months pregnant with my firstborn, my daughter, and had spent the night before in the hospital with a severe kidney infection. That morning, I was sitting on the couch at my mom’s house, brushing my hair, and watching the news when the first plane hit the Tower.<br /><br />I was married at the tender age of only 17, witnessing terror unfold live on television, yet I was preparing to bring an innocent child into this world. Today, I’m proud to say that daughter is a beautiful part of my life.<br /><br />Twenty-four years have passed since that fateful day, yet September 11th remains etched in my memory as though the world stopped in slow motion. The images, the sounds, the heartache: they replay in my mind each year like a film on repeat, unshakable and vivid. I can never forget. The weight of that day is carried in my core, a somber reminder of fragility, courage, and the enduring power of remembrance.<br /><br />Today, I pause to honor the lives lost, the bravery of first responders, and the resilience of all who were touched by that tragedy.<br /><br />Let us never forget. May we continue to stand together, side by side, supporting one another and this country we call home. 💛<br />#NeverForget #September11 #911Anniversary #Resilience #Unity
