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Ten Years Later

September 11, 2001. It is the day that people will remember where they were and what they were doing. It is the day that is now simply known as Nine Eleven. It is the day that seemed to change the world, regardless of where you lived.

September 12, 2001 was the day the world united as a global community in the spirit of outrage, love, support and compassion. As a nation we joined hands and hearts while waiting for hopeful news from the search and rescue efforts. We donated blood. We offered up prayers and words of condolences for those we never knew. Everyone wanted in some small way to lift up the hurting because in turn it would ease our own hurt. That time of healing was all too brief.

The ten years that have passed have seen many changes in the way we conduct our lives, from boarding an airplane, going to a concert or attending sports event. It changed how we interact with people we perceive as different and possibly a threat. A generation of children have been born that have not known a time without the term “terrorist threat”. Sadly though, on this tenth anniversary of nine eleven we see more and more occasions where the emotions of anger, hatred, distrust, and prejudice are given free reign. We take every opportunity to spread conflict amongst ourselves. Ten years later, we as a nation are more and more polarized than ever. Ten years later we each must decide how to conduct our lives. We must each decide what thoughts, actions and emotions serve us individually and the world the best. I personally would rather honor the individuals who awoke on September 11, 2001, who were just going about their everyday lives, by living in the spirit of love, kindness, and compassion to all my fellow human beings. I am not naive. I do not live in a fantasy world. I do know that bad things happen for reasons that one cannot wrap their mind around. But I know that perpetuating the myriad of negative emotions serves no one, least of all me. In 2001 I was happiest when sharing love, a smile, a hug, an encouraging word. I was happiest being of service to others; a compassionate being. I feel the same way ten years later.

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