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I remember exactly where I was, what I was doing and the panic that ensued.
We were in a family room watching Jurassic Park, though 1 or 2 I can’t remember. My father in law came into the room and looked so panicked, afraid and scared. I looked at him and asked him, “What’s the matter Dad?”
He said in a tone barely above a whisper, “The world is exploding.”
I thought for a minute, and only a minute that he was watching some sort of futuristic show on the Discovery channel when I went to the living room with him. Then I called out to the rest of my family and we stood in horror as we watched the second plane hit the towers.
“Oh my God!” Followed by an immense urge to vomit; people I knew; people I loved and cared about, people I had never met, but had friendships with, “Oh my God!”
I rushed to my computer, turned on my MSN, some of my friends were there and some weren’t. One message in particular stays with me to this day, I can close my eyes and see it, and I can feel the panic still, “Oh my God Razi, they’re attacking my country!”
We didn’t know who, we didn’t know why, it made no sense, but still there it was flashing on my television screen. Someone was attacking the USA and I could do nothing but watch, wonder and worry.
I cried and cried and cried some more at the loss, at the devastation, and the thought of families by the thousands losing loved ones with no rhyme or reason. I cried at the horror and the terror that the people felt and I cried feeling helpless and hopeless at a world out of control.
One of my friends at the time sat in his office building in Texas. I urged him to go home and be with his family. He didn’t go; I still wish to this day that he had.
It made no sense, this vile act; it still makes no sense even though we know who the responsible parties are.
It was an attempt to divide a country. It was an attempt to turn man against man, to make the world hate the Muslim people in hopes of creating a Muslim army within the boundaries of North America.
But we foiled the plan, North America that is; We didn’t subscribe to the hate nor the fear mongering and my neighbors to the South rose up to take back their country through love and pride and peace.
And the war still wages today, the monster not yet captured, but I’ve confidence that he will be, in one manner or another, he will be.
Yes I remember; I remember it always, but today I remember the events, I remember the actions and I honor the faces I never saw, the people I never met and those families that lost loved ones in the span of breath.
Today is September 11 and I remember….