In many ways I see my life as being divided into 2 parts: pre 9/11/2001 and post 9/11/2001.
The morning of 9/11/2001 started like any other. I went to work expecting to come home to my husband and chat with my best friend, Angie, on the way home.
Angie and I met in 1992 when I moved into my college dorm room. I was nervous to be starting college especially since I was in a new country without any of my family and friends nearby.
Angie and I hit it off instantly. She and her family welcomed me and included me in all their activities. Angie traveled home with me and took the time to learn my culture and get to know my family. The most recent trip was in July, 2001 when we went to Jamaica for my dad's 50th birthday.
Once we got back from Jamaica in August life was very busy. Angie was traveling a lot for work and preparing to move into her newly renovated office at the Pentagon.
That morning I was busy running around at work until my husband called to say that planes had crashed into the World Trade Center and the Pentagon. I didn't even fully process the magnitude of what he had said at first until he said "Stacey, what about Angie?"
I tried to call her but she didn't answer. That wasn't unusual because personal cell phones weren't allowed inside the Pentagon. As I was driving home that beautiful afternoon I kept hoping my phone would ring and she would say "Stace, I'm ok!" That call never came. Even today, almost 12 years later, I still secretly wish for that call.
Not a day goes by where I don't miss her. I miss the shared history, those little stories that only she would understand, those memories that only she and I shared. I miss hearing her voice and her laugh. So much life has happened in the years since that horrible day and that still sometimes makes me angry. I sometimes feel so cheated:
- Cheated out of the opportunity to see her as a mother.
- Cheated out of the opportunity to have her know my children and have them know her personally.
- Cheated out of having that "go to girlfriend" who would drop everything to be there for me if I needed her.
- Cheated out of a lifetime of having her with me.
September 11 has been a defining moment in my life:
- It taught me what real pain was like.
- It taught me that I was stronger than I thought, and that I could withstand more than I realized.
- It taught me to value the people that are important in your life and to never take their presence for granted.
- It taught me to value giving back. We established a scholarship fund in her honor and working to keep that scholarship thriving has become a central part of my identity.
By far, though, the most important thing it taught me was that it was better to love and lose than to never allow yourself to love at all. Despite all the pain I felt once she was gone, I would not have traded the chance to get to know and love her. I would not have traded those 9 years as best friends and all the memories we shared for anything!
I lost my innocence that beautiful September morning.
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