September 11th

libertycorner — Tue, 30 Aug 2011 17:45:37 +0000

“It was a beautiful Tuesday morning….” That’s how my September 11th story begins. I was on staff of a church in South Carolina when I heard about the first plane hitting the World Trade Center. What I remember the most about that day was the disorienting feeling I had. My whole world was thrown off and it took me some time to find my footing again. In a strange way, my September 11th story hasn’t ended. Even as we edge up on the tenth anniversary of that day, the intersection of my story and the larger story of September 11th is still unfolding. This is partially true because of the fact that I now live within 35 miles or so of what is now referred to as ‘ground zero’ but I also experience this continued unfolding every time I am reminded of what has changed since that Tuesday morning.

What’s your story? How has/does September 11th impact your story? Where were you? Who were you with? What changed in your story that day?

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