If anyone actually reads this, I'm sorry for my absents. The last few weeks have been very hard for me. My boyfriend of seven years, Ryan, broke up with me. My world has been turned upside down. The hurt, the pain, the sorrow...as you can imagine. I don't want to be a downer, so I'll just leave it at that.
Today is a very heartbreaking day in history. 10 years. It doesn't feel like its been this long. I swear it was just yesterday that I was sitting in my 7th grade history class, watching all of this unfold. I was too young to understand how traumatic this would be on our nation. But I remember crying...feeling for every last person that was involved with this tragedy. So today I put my own pain aside. I didn't dwell on my own sorrow, my own loss. Instead, I prayed for the family members and the victims of 9-11. So here's to the heroes, the Innocent victims, the children that lost their parents, the family members that never got to bury their loved ones. This is for everyone that gave their lives that day. Every last one of them. I will forever be thankful for their courage.
