I was in the third grade when the 9/11 tragedy occurred.
My friends and I were playing on the playground during our lunch recess when the coaches started rounding us up and directing us to the pavilion. None of us were happy that our recess was being cut short.
A sea of kids were sitting under the pavilion talking amongst themselves as the coaches and other faculty members sat around a radio and listened to a news broadcast.
I had no clue what was going on.
Later that day when my parents picked me up I noticed they seemed to not be like themselves. They seemed rushed and worried. We were suppose to go have pizza and have some fun, but those plans were canceled.
I was upset. At the time I would have never foresaw how that day, my birthday, would change the lives of many.
Growing up post the 9/11attacks I would always be asked, “How does it feel having your birthday on that day?”
“I hate it,” was always my response.
However, as the years went by I realized that 9/11 brought America together in a variety of ways.
In 2009, Congress designated September 11th as a National Day of Service and Remembrance under a bipartisan federal law. Many across the nation participate in the event and give back to their community.
That day has also taught me to always appreciate everyone in my life. Every birthday I like to take a couple of minutes and reflect on all the good in my life.
I don’t ever see a day in the future where I do not think of those people who lost their lives on my birthday.
It’s become a part of my life, but I have learned to embrace it.