9/11

On this day, eight years ago, I was in jail awaiting trial on felony drug possession charges.  I was one of a handful of people awake in my dorm watching television.  I called my mom to tell her the world was coming to an end.  That’s what it felt like.  I was on the phone with her when the second tower was hit, live on TV.

I felt like the worst citizen in America that day, and for weeks to come.

I remember the first time I saw a commercial aircraft in the air, weeks later, and how hopeful that made me.

On this day, as on this day in 2001, my thoughts and prayers are with those who’s lives were changed forever.  May whatever God there is be with you and keep you and comfort you.