Eleven years ago today I was in New York City. I have a story just like every other person who was there. Or wasn’t there, but was still affected. Everything changed that day. It started a chain of events that would leave indelible scars across this country and all of those who reside within. I keep mine close.
But something else happened that day. The lines that divide us were severed, obliterated in that cloud of shattered glass, shredded paper and fine gray ash that fell like snow for days. For a short while there was no us, there was no them. We were all in it together. And we were all New Yorkers. Even those of us who had never set foot in the Empire State. Those that were in the Empire State were kind to one another. We stopped on the street to inquire after a person we would have walked right past the week before. We lent a hand, we shared what we had, we offered a shoulder. We were united.
I want that feeling back. Without the fear or the anger or the incredible sadness. I want that sense of community on a national level back, even if it’s just for one day. 911Day.org is offering us a way to remember, to be of service and to rise up together once again. United.
What will YOU do today?