It doesn't matter where I was,
or what I was doing,
what I thought,
or how I reacted.
What matters is that I don't forget this day
or it's aftermath.
For those seriously connected to 9/11,
those who's loved ones died in the target locations,
those who searched, and worked, and rescued the few survivors,
those who cleaned up for years,
those who went to war,
those who lost loved ones in that war,
and those who are living without husband or father
because he's off keeping the rest of us safe ~
I just wanted to let you know
that I haven't forgotten,
nor have I stopped praying for you.