Never Forget

How can five years pass by so quickly? I woke up this morning to the same beautiful blue sky and white puffy clouds that I did on that day- it sort of freaked me out. It brought back so many horrible feelings and I can't wait until this day is over. Like most people, for the last five years NOT A SINGLE DAY has gone by that I don't think about it. I was lucky enough to have my brother (a firefighter who was called to duty up there about an hour after the first plane hit and worked there until December), my husband (who should have been working a day shift that day) and one of my closest friends' Trisha (who worked in the Trade Center for Morgan Stanley) all walk away without any physical harm. And I thank God every day for that.
It amazed me though this morning to see that some people seemed to care less about today and what it means. This was the first 9/11 that my bus did not pull over for the moment of silence-- and it kind of made me sick to my stomach. Plus on my three hour bus ride into work today I had a woman sit next to me and flap on her cell phone the whole time about her new Versace sunglasses. It took everything I had not to smack her. Would it kill you to shut your mouth for at least that one minute of silence at 8:46am and maybe think about those less fortunate than us? It's sad to know that there are 31,536,000 seconds in a year and some people can't spare 60 of them to remember our fallen heroes.