There are not many words that I can say regarding what happened those 16 years ago in New York City. I was in third grade in a little Catholic school in Niagara Falls, New York. We weren’t told what happened that day in school, but it didn’t make a difference. The images flashing across the TV screen are images that I will never, ever forget. In third grade all I felt was fear, many years of it in fact. Today, at twenty-four, I feel hope.
So today, I will leave you with this:
“Hope is important because it can make the present moment less difficult to bear. If we believe that tomorrow will be better, we can bear a hardship today.”