7 years ago yesterday, the biggest worry in my 17 years young, senior in high school brain was if I would get Rozicki for government and exactly how we were going to ditch 2nd period the next day.
7 years ago today, the biggest worry in my 17 year old, senior in high school brain was if more people would die in such horrible ways. I was worried about families that didn't know if someone was alive or dead. I was crying for people who were lost in the rubble and probably scared out of their minds, and had no idea why this had happened. I was scared for all of New York and people I didn't know. I didn't care about 2nd period any longer.
7 years ago the day tomorrow, my grandpa in Oregon died of natural causes on the other side of the country. I was worried that a man I never truly knew would be gone forever. How bizarre to think that he would be gone. I was worried about my dad, and uncles. I was worried about my grandma, who was a woman I had rarely seen. I was worried about my dad flying to Oregon to go to the funeral. He didn't go. Sad times there.
7 years ago today my life changed.
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I don't believe today will ever come by without tears & heartache.
My life changed. I think every American's life did.
((Hugs))
Hugs!
Tons of sadness, indeed. :(
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