mmbaway

I was a freshman in college. My roommate and I sat and watched the TV in our small room as the chaos unfolded. Smoke rose to the sky as people, ash and debris fell to the ground. No one understood. No one could explain. We just sat. Not knowing we were under attack. Not knowing what was about to happen. And then it did.

I didn't know them. They weren't my friends or my family or my colleagues. They weren't protecting my neighborhood or my office building. They didn't do anything to deserve it.

It's still hard to fathom. Hard to get my mind around. No other instance in my life has mixed such seething fury with such deep sadness at the exact same time.

Seven years and we're still sifting through it all. The rubble is gone and the foundation has been poured. We'll never understand. It will never be ok. Another reminder that this world is not my home.