We couldn't understand what was happening at first. We thought it was just a fire or something but we still couldn't keep our eyes off the screen. Then came the scene of a plane crashing towards the second tower and I remember us responding to that scene in sheer horror.
In 2007, I visited Ground Zero. It had been six years since the attacks. But the inexplicable mixed feelings of devastation, anguish, compassion, terror and also anger was very much present and almost palpable at the scene of the crime.
It has now been a tradition to honor the Twin Towers and the many lives lost in the attacks with the two beams of light piercing the New York night sky. Back here in our country, and I'm sure everywhere else in the world, we can only hold on to the symbol behind that tribute.
Beneath the rubble, hope shall spring forth. We will remember.
Reconstruction at Ground Zero.
From the many children who lost their parents.
Thousands of other stories on the wall.