Eight years after, watching documentaries still stirs mixed emotions in me. I still cry with those who lost their loved ones and whenever I see that part of the video where people plunge to their death. I still admire the heroism of those firemen who braved hurdles just to save other people’s lives and eventually died on duty. And I still pray for those who thought of that terrorist attack. I wanted to hate them for plotting and executing such acts but then again, I’d rather hate the sin, not the sinner.
And to commemorate that fateful day, we bought the Time Magazine issue that featured 9-11 images and stories. We will keep that until we’re old and gray, if God permits. It somehow lets us remember that life is temporary and we must thank God for each day that we’re alive.