As a native New Yorker, I take September 11th very seriously. Not only was our country attacked, but my home state was attacked. My daughter is on the cusp of being a teenager (just a few months from now). This year, I exposed her to what 9/11 really means.
I did my personal remembrance at work. I posted my favorite songs, shared stories, said more prayers and felt blessed. I had friends share their memories of the day. I printed out pictures for the project I would have my daughter complete for her history lesson.
Out of my five children, she wasn’t born when 9/11 took place. For her, it was a history lesson. For me, and many others, it was the day the world stood still as we watched in horror as our country was attacked.
When I got home, we opened the laptop, I had her read the…
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