It’s the question everyone’s asking today. Where were you?
I can’t believe I’m about to reveal my story but I had just gotten out of the shower and was in my college apartment bedroom, standing in my towel when I turned the TV on to see what was happening in New York City.
I stood there for what felt like minutes but in reality lasted half an hour… stunned as I watched as a plane flew into the second World Trade Tower, as people ran scared on the streets and as others jumped to their deaths from the burning buildings. At some point I called and woke up a friend and told her to turn on the TV and later realized my hair was dry and that I had to get to my Journalism class.
It wasn’t until weeks later that my current boyfriend, now husband, realized in the emotions of the day, we forgot it was also our third dating anniversary.
Seven years later, we’re now celebrating 10 years of spending our lives together and I couldn’t help but reflect on how things have changed for the better, as the day reminds us of what we should be thankful for:
Our significant others: They’re there as we sleep to hold their hand when we wake from a bad dream, face difficulties in life and create and share memories of the good times. We found we don’t need an anniversary to tell share how much we meant to each other.
Our families: Three-and-a-half months ago, I gave birth to our first daughter, Alexis, as part of a baby boom here at KELO. While we may be inclined to hold them a little tighter and longer today, our children and extended families are something to cherish every day of the year.
Our Brave Troops: No matter what side of the war you’re on, we owe so much to the men and women in uniform who fight for our country. At the time of the attacks, the only people I knew who had fought in a war were uncles and grandparents and it wasn’t a topic talked about much at the dinner table. But that same day, my brother Brent, who enlisted with the South Dakota Air National Guard, received his orders for Tech School training. Today, both he and my brother Christopher and a friend are serving us proud in Iraq. I now think of them and others daily and count the days to their return.
And don’t forget the every-day people: Whether it’s a neighbor who occasionally shovels your sidewalk or a co-worker who takes over when you have your gallbladder removed, they too should be cherished. After all, seven years ago today, thousands of people put their lives in the hands of every-day people… some who they knew, others they didn’t. Either way, the title “Hero” has many definitions lately; it’s all in how you see them through your eyes.
I can’t believe I’m about to reveal my story but I had just gotten out of the shower and was in my college apartment bedroom, standing in my towel when I turned the TV on to see what was happening in New York City.
I stood there for what felt like minutes but in reality lasted half an hour… stunned as I watched as a plane flew into the second World Trade Tower, as people ran scared on the streets and as others jumped to their deaths from the burning buildings. At some point I called and woke up a friend and told her to turn on the TV and later realized my hair was dry and that I had to get to my Journalism class.
It wasn’t until weeks later that my current boyfriend, now husband, realized in the emotions of the day, we forgot it was also our third dating anniversary.
Seven years later, we’re now celebrating 10 years of spending our lives together and I couldn’t help but reflect on how things have changed for the better, as the day reminds us of what we should be thankful for:
Our significant others: They’re there as we sleep to hold their hand when we wake from a bad dream, face difficulties in life and create and share memories of the good times. We found we don’t need an anniversary to tell share how much we meant to each other.
Our families: Three-and-a-half months ago, I gave birth to our first daughter, Alexis, as part of a baby boom here at KELO. While we may be inclined to hold them a little tighter and longer today, our children and extended families are something to cherish every day of the year.
Our Brave Troops: No matter what side of the war you’re on, we owe so much to the men and women in uniform who fight for our country. At the time of the attacks, the only people I knew who had fought in a war were uncles and grandparents and it wasn’t a topic talked about much at the dinner table. But that same day, my brother Brent, who enlisted with the South Dakota Air National Guard, received his orders for Tech School training. Today, both he and my brother Christopher and a friend are serving us proud in Iraq. I now think of them and others daily and count the days to their return.
And don’t forget the every-day people: Whether it’s a neighbor who occasionally shovels your sidewalk or a co-worker who takes over when you have your gallbladder removed, they too should be cherished. After all, seven years ago today, thousands of people put their lives in the hands of every-day people… some who they knew, others they didn’t. Either way, the title “Hero” has many definitions lately; it’s all in how you see them through your eyes.
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