I Remember

I just wanted to let you know that I remember. I remember exactly where I was, eight years ago. I remember exactly when I started crying and when the crying turned into sobbing. I remember how proud of my country I felt. I still feel that way. Politics are profane; the sacrifices on and because of 9/11 are sacred.

I remember. I support my country. And the fact that this is still a country where I can raise my family and start my own business and worship how I chose and be friends with people who are very different from me is a victory.

I don't know what the goal of those terrible attacks was, but know this: I have not forgotten and I am not afraid.