I Often Think About How I’ll Share Where I Was On 9/11 With My Future Children

Original sketch of the Twin Towers from EWR, 3/2001

There is still something so unreal about adulthood. Maybe it’s the crystal clear memories of being a child. Or the fact that the years have literally flown by right before our eyes. I remember my father holding my hand and walking me into kindergarten. I remember the first day of high school, and how nervous I was. I also remember all of the stories my…