Ten years can seem like a lifetime away or it can slip past you and if you blink it will be missed.  For me the last ten year have been filled with so much happiness, heartache, love, blessings, ups, and downs.  I have moments I would like to forget as well as those times in which I wish I could have made last forever.  I'm sure most of you can agree.
Ten years ago on this day I was in a pretty depressing place.  I had given birth to my first born son just weeks before and was fighting to keep hold of my depression.  My beautiful son was the only thing bright in my life.  I didn't know how I was going to make it, where I was going to be living in a year, where I would or if I would be working.  The list went on and on.
September 11, 2001 changed my life forever.
I remember getting about two hours of sleep the night before that tragic day.  My friend comes running into my room saying something about a plane hitting one of the Twin Towers.  My foggy mind wasn't processing this information the way it should and I asked if it was some kind of accident.  Nope, not an accident.
I turn on my tv just in time to view the second plane hit.  I remember my son waking up and me hugging him tight as the news anchor came on air and in a bold statement said that this couldn't be some sort of accident and he thought we were under attack.  Fear is the closest emotion I have to describe what I felt when I heard those words.  I have this perfect little baby in my arms and I was now worried about what kind of world he was going to live in.
Hours pass. The sky outside is so beautiful. Only clouds in the sky. No planes, no jets, just clouds.  Out of everything, I think I'm going to remember the image of the sky the most.
I remember waiting for the President to declare war. I waited to hear from friends I knew that lived around NYC. I waited to see what would happen next.
Days pass. News is slowly being replaced by our regular shows. Streets are a colorful red, white, and blue from all of the flags on porches, people are talking to strangers in the stores like family. I start to notice that even my worse day couldn't be compared to some of those men and women in New York. Nothing I have ever seen has made me want to jump 110 stories to escape what I'm seeing or feeling.
Years pass. I have held two more children in my arms. I've found love and a purpose in my life.  I've feared. I've become the person I want to be... finally.  Ten years of watching my children grow. Ten years of watching my family grow, move, marry, start families of their own, start school, graduate... the list is very long. 
Ten years ago I remember a news anchor say, "Today is Tuesday the 11th of September and you will not forget this date."


I remember.