looking back

So it's been about a month since I last posted. While my life has been an adventure in about 6 different states since then, I don't think today is the appropriate time to talk about it.

I don't often think about what happened 8 years ago; how I felt when I found out, when I heard we were going to combat, or when we had a memorial for all who died. As a student of political science, I concentrate on what has happened since.

Many "adults" have said they can't believe in 8 more years there will be a generation that never understood that day. I have to disagree. It will never be forgotten. Too much has changed. Americans are different now, we live in a different place. I spent my entire childhood living in the leading country in the world. I didn't know what terrorism was.

That all changed on that day. It's affected who I have become and what I want to do with my life. It woke us up as a nation and made us aware.

Last spring, I visited Ground Zero and met a survivor. Through all the emotions and feelings I felt, the visit gave me a little more hope.

As we bicker and fight about healthcare and I get numerous emails from people bashing people who I work for, this is a reminder that we are all united. We are all Americans, and that's something that can never be taken away.