Today is September 11. I was in Grade 9 Typing class when the Twin Towers came down. I was fourteen years old and barely understood the magnitude of this tragedy; that it was a moment in time that would be told in history books and studied by fourteen year olds of the future; that it would be the beginning of many wars.
Sending my thoughts to all who’ve lost a friend, a husband, a wife, a brother, a sister, a son, a daughter, a father, a mother, a colleague, an acquaintance, not just from the Twin Towers, but from every day.
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Sorry that the photo below is so out of place. I was drinking milk and eating Lucky Charms cereal this morning and ended up taking photos. You know how it is. Spontaneity.
I’ve also removed the background music on this blog because it’s annoying me now.
