I, like all Americans, will never forget where I was 10 years ago on September 11, 2001.
It was a beautiful morning here in Michigan and I was dropping my daughter at Pre-school for the first time. Everything went well, she loves school and I as I roamed the memories of her up to that point I felt a sense of calm, a bit of sadness and so proud of her.
I got back into my car and headed to work.
I was listening to Howard Stern and he was talking about a plane that had hit one the Twin Towers in New York and then all of a sudden he was talking about other planes that had hit the other tower and the Pentagon. A plane had gone down In Pennsylvania.
The word terrorist began to be spoken and I immediately wanted to turn around and go get my daughter and take her home with me to be safe.
I felt anxious, scared and unsure.
What kind of world did I just drop my 3-year-old off into??!!
I was just devastated as we watched the towers fall, my heart sank, my soul just ached for all those involved.
I will remember those that died, those that survived, those that fought and those that carry on legacies.
I will remember those that watched and cried and held on to one another.
I will remember those that helped and those that came from afar to hold out a hand.
I will remember the hero's, I will remember the people.
I will remember America.
I will Remember.