Maybe I'm an optimist but I don't commemorate the anniversary of my mother's death, preferring instead to acknowledge her birthday every August 29th. I don't remember the date my divorce from my first husband became final, but I do remember our September 5th wedding date. For these reasons, it feels out of character for me to post a 9/11 tribute every single year. Yet I do, because the events of that horrible day were different from a family death or a divorce.
Fifteen years ago today, our world changed and it will never be as it was before. Today I share with you two moving reminders. The first is horrible to listen to, so think twice before you listen. I don't post it to sensationalize it, but rather to bring into the light of day how these evil men devastated so many lives. The people in the planes and in the towers were mothers, fathers, husbands, wives, sons and daughters. They were living their lives and pursuing their dreams and goals. They were minding their own business, and were busy being the fabric of our society. They were you and me.
The second reminder I'm sharing today is to honor America's spirit of liberty, freedom and resilience in the face of such evil.
We will never forget 46 year old Kevin Cosgrove or the other thousands of innocents who perished that day. And we will never surrender our American spirit to the forces that create such devastation.