I'm not asking you to be silent. I'm not asking for prayers. What I'd like is to hear you. What I want is to know that that solidarity that we as Americans felt is not forgotten. As it said in the French newspaper Le Monde right after the attacks, "We are all Americans".
Is that still true? I realize that most of my friends over the internet are not, in fact, living in the same country as I am. Did it affect you the same way that it did us? Did you change because of what happened? Has it made you more aware, has it made you more noticeable of those around you?
You don't have to do this. I'm asking you too, but if it's too personal, or if it hurts too much, you don't have to.
What I'm asking is if you would tell me where you were that day. It can be one word, it can be a story. It can be anonymous or not. I want to hear everyone though, those who live in the US, and those who don't.
I wasn't that old when 9/11 happened. I was in school, and kids were starting to get pulled out of class, mothers and fathers coming to pick them up. The teachers were instructed to give us no information, but we knew something was going on, since each and everyone of our teachers kept leaving the room to converse with other teachers and parents during the day.
I got pulled out during recess. My mom came to pick me and my brother up, and she brought us back home, where we sat and watched the news as a family as my dad made calls to relatives living in New York City, trying to contact them, with little success.
My uncle worked in the World Trade Towers. He was late to work that day, his alarm clock set to the wrong time. He arrived by cab just as the plane hit the towers, but no one knew that he was fine until he was able to call sometime that afternoon, in which my mom broke down and cried.
Seventeen people died from my hometown, all commuters to NYC.
That is my story. Things turned out fine in the end, and for that I am glad. Do I feel like I have changed since that day? Not really. Once I learned my family was safe, things more or less returned to normal for me.
That is how I remember today, by contacting my family and telling them that I love them.
Remember, you don't have to do this. I'd like you to, but I understand if you can't or won't. I will not hold it against you.
Peace be with you. Shalom.