I remember

I remember this day 8 years ago.

I remember my husband called home to tell us to turn on the TV.

I remember calling my mom in disbelief and — while I was on the phone with her — hearing on the radio that the 2nd tower fell and telling her that it had happened.

I remember going around in a daze all day, unsure what had occurred.

I remember crying for a week, thinking of all the people we lost, mourning for their families.

I remember my world irreparably changing.

I remember the silent skies.

I remember a fear of flying.

I remember those families.

I remember those lost.

I remember.

I will not forget.

I remember.