You and your husband were saved that day. I don't think it's luck--it has to be more than that. To manage to escape such a dark and deadly day. You must look at life in a whole different light. I'm so sorry if you lost any friends that day.
The 9/11 terrorist attack is something I look back to 8 years later and still get chills, sadness, anger, and sorrow-- a very strong, disturbing mix of emotions. My husband is from New York but I don't know anyone who may have been in the twin towers or a relative. Still, it's such a tragic event. When I look at videos of people hanging from windows, running from the collspsing towers, crying on the floor, and hear stories of the innocent people on the hijacked airplanes, I can't help but feel their sadness and their loved ones grief. I look at these people and think 'they could be my brother, my father, my sister, my mother, my friend, my son'.
Then there's the aftermath of it all-- More and more people are now dead due to the war this has caused. And that's why I always dread Sept. 11.