This day, 13 years ago, as I watched the two most iconic buildings in Nyc disappear into a cloud of smoke and dust, I wondered if Id ever see my father again. He went to work that morning in the trade center, like he had every other morning. As I waited, frantically pacing, wondering if Id ever again see his face in our kitchen cooking saturday breakfast or ever be able to run to his arms crying if I needed to- I started to hope that Id told him I loved him enough, thanked him enough, hugged him enough... I learned that day that life can change in the blink of an eye- and we cant control it or prepare for it except to KNOW that we love the people in our lives with all we have and that we never take a moment for granted. Luckily my father found his way home that day, when so many others did not. My heart is with all the people who lost their lives that day and all the families who lost pieces of their hearts. I know I wont ever forget. Love you daddy ❤ my hero.
Posted on: Thu, 11 Sep 2014 18:25:38 +0000