I remember …

telling my coworkers about the house Christine and I looked at 2 days prior and were planning to buy.

listening to a coworker say she heard on the radio a plane had just crashed into the World Trade Center.

listening to the radio all day as the events unfolded in New York, Washington D.C., and Pennsylvania.

emailing my mother and father and fearing the worst since they both work at a military base.

sighing relief and thanking God when they both responded that they were ok.

waiting impatiently for CNN.com, USAToday.com, or any news site to load up with up-to-date headlines.

thinking to myself, “Can this be happening to us? Why??”

wondering if anyone was safe at all anymore.

coming home and watching the TV news replay everything over and over and over again.

discussing with Christine on whether we should tell an 8-year old Daniel about what had happened.

waiting in line for nearly an hour at the gas station in anticipation of paying more at the pump (which would turn out to be considerably less than what we pay these days).

crying and praying for those we had lost and for our country.

May we never forget those whose lives were taken from us on 9/11.

May we remember our heroes who sacrificed everything on that day.

May we honor and support the heroes who continue to make those sacrifices each and every day.

May we honor and support our troops everywhere who continue to fight for our freedom and defend our country.