Remembering 9/11. What started as a beautiful, clear day ended in horror and sadness. My sister was working in the Pentagon, and we didn't know for hours that she had survived. Over 40 of her coworkers died and that she wasn't among them was a small miracle. She had been in a meeting and had left to meet a new employee and escort him to the meeting. He had arrived late and that saved both their lives; those in the meeting all died.
I'll never forget the surreal experience of driving home from the Navy Yard with my carpool after we were finally released and seeing almost no traffic on the road. The Pentagon was still in flames and emergency vehicles were parked everywhere along our road, and we drove by in silence. No matter how many years pass, we will never forget those who were lost.