On September 11, 2001 I was home watching a movie and listening for my little Benjamin who was asleep upstairs when Bruce called me to tell me that he had heard on the radio at work that a plane had crashed into one of the World Trade Center buildings. I turned off my movie and stood in front of the TV with my mouth agape. I woke up my brother-in-law to see what I was seeing and together we watched the second plane hit. We sat and watched for the rest of the day as our whole world changed before our eyes. My brother-in-law joined the Army not long after that terrible day and the battle that began happening so far from its beginning in NYC became a daily reality for our family as well as hundreds of thousands of families all over the country.

Today on the 10th anniversary of this terrible event where almost 3,000 people lost their lives in the span of about an hour only about 60 miles from where I am sitting right now I am sad. My only saving grace is that I know that by living my life and taking care of my family and loving as many people as I can along the way I am paying homage to those who sacrificed 10 years ago and so many since then in the fight to remove from power those that took so many lives on this day.

Living every day to the fullest and doing the right thing is the perfect way to give thanks to the families and friends left behind by those lost. Doing right by you and your family and paying kindness forward is what will continue to heal our wounds left behind by the attack on September 11, 2001. May God bless those remembering their lost loved ones on this day with a sense of peace and may God bless our soldiers who are serving or have served and may God bless America.