I feel like I have to remember what happened. Every year I find a video of it and watch it to force myself to remember what it felt like.
Because 9/11 changed how Americans felt about each other. Together as a nation, we came to a consensus of what was important.
In the ensuing years, we have fallen back into our divisive and splintered ways, which is normal. But on this day, I remember the sacrifice that united us as a country.
For V and I, the aftermath is not over. 9/11 was the catalyst that eventually sent our troops into Afghanistan and Iraq. V has served a combined three years in these countries over the last six years.
While our relationship is strong, I have seen what these deployments have done to other military families. It's hard.
So today I remember the people that died.
I remember the selfless people who helped.