Recently, I've been reading Rudy Giuliani's book, "Leadership." In the first chapter, he recalls his reactions and experiences on the day of and days after the September 11th terrorist attacks. He remembers how he watched someone jump from the higher floors - facing certain death - rather than face the 2000 degree heat of burning plane fuel that blocked his exit. He talks about the people he personally knew that he lost.
My question to you is: How did you feel those first few days? Sure, we all were in shock when we first learned of it. Personally, my second wave of emotion was a strong sense of justice - to see those involved punished for the actions they had taken. How many people lost their lives in the World Trade Center and the Pentagon? We've replaced the waves of emotion - the shock, the sadness, the rage, the remorse, the despondency, empathy, and grief - we all felt with the cold, detached number "9/11."
I'm all about healing and moving on, but let us have a healthy remembrance of those Americans lost on that fateful day. Let us never forget the wives, husbands, fathers, mothers, sisters, brothers, aunts, uncles, best friends, and loved ones that unknowingly stepped into eternity that morning.
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