A Heavy Post

September 11, 2019  •  Leave a Comment

 

**Trigger Warning- This is not a happy baby post and talks about 9/11**

 

Today is 9/11. 

Every day since 9/11/01, it's been a hard day for me.

It's a day where I try to stay off of social media for the most part. 

It's a day where I avoided the television because I couldn't watch everything all over again.

It's a day where the world seems darker and I feel like I'm walking through concrete.

On that day 18 years ago, I was driving to George Mason University to attend my Statistics for Psychology class, listening to Elliot in the Morning. Listening to them talk as the first plane hit, I thought it was a really sick joke. I grew up driving into New York with my parents to see my family. My entire family lived there at one point or another, and the Twin Towers coming into view always made me feel like I was coming home. 

I don't want to go into a detailed account of what I did that day because that's not the point of my post. I will say that I was terrified for my family, especially my uncle who was NYPD. He survived by a twist of fate, but many of his brothers and sisters in blue did not.

Today is a day when thousands of families will mourn the loss of their loved ones.

It's a day where they will talk of those that left that morning and didn't come home.

It's a day where they will look at pictures and videos and wish that they could give them one last hug, one last kiss, one more "I love you".

It's a day where their worlds feel darker and their hearts feel heavier.

Memories and pictures are all that are left of almost 3,000 people.

Please take pictures. Have pictures taken. Be IN pictures. 

This is not self-promotion.

I am not telling you to hire me.

I am telling you that you are important.

I am telling you that you are loved.

I am telling you that one day your photographs will mean the world to those that love you.

Today I will not post happy, smiling babies or promote my business because today will forever be a day of mourning for me. The New York and D.C. that I knew and grew up with will never be the same, and neither will I.

 


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