life beyond the well…

reflections on 9/11


i remember the day quite well. september 11, 2001. i was just getting into my first year at unc-chapel hill. that morning started off with me going to my 8am chemistry class…and then we got out early, so i had breakfast with a friend who i had known since elementary school. it was a beautiful sunny day in chapel hill…

after breakfast, i returned to my room, where my roommates told me that planes had just crashed into the world trade center. not believing what i saw, my mother called me shortly after i arrived to my room to pass on the same information…my roommates and i watched in awe as the world trade center collapsed and we wondered how our country had become so vulnerable to such an attack.

in the days following the september 11 attack, the university community pulled together in support of each other and out of our uncertainty of what was to come next for our country. people cried together, prayed together, and united with each other in a way that had been unprecedented.

at the time, i dealt with september 11 in a selfish fashion. it happened the day before my 18th birthday, and i didn’t know anyone who was affected; nor did i know anyone who knew someone who was affected. i was more worried that the day this horrible act took place would overshadow my 18th birthday…my final step into freedom, where i would be a LEGAL adult. however, i kept close tabs on the media coverage…

fastforward to my senior year at unc…my girls and i traveled to new york to celebrate a birthday by seeing the lion king on broadway. we connected with a carolina alumni who took us around…and in between shopping, we went to ground zero. i don’t think there are any words that can express the sheer magnitude of what we saw, nor could we have been adequately prepared for it. in essence, it’s nothing…it’s a large hole in the ground. but if you just reflect on what that large hole represents, then it becomes something else. vulnerability. loss of life. resurgence of patriotism. life. liberty.

so on this 4 year anniversary of 9/11…and in the wake of the aftermath of hurricane katrina, i wonder if it’s still too much for us to put aside our differences and let the patriotism in our hearts guide these relief efforts…for our fellow AMERICANS…

peace and blessings…


Author: erin.almond

God-chaser. NC native, now planted in Jacksonville, FL. Happily married to a handsome church-planting pastor. I am easily excited by Jesus, education, cupcakes, Moleskine notebooks, and Pepsi. Overwhelmed by God's amazing grace, undeserving of His love and mercy.

2 thoughts on “reflections on 9/11

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  2. yea i remember 9/11 like that as well — it was just more shock then anything else.

    Then that turned into, i can say it now, anger towards those who looked like people who probably did the attacks.

    Then that anger turned to sadness for the same people.

    Then that sadness turned to fear as we all knew another war was coming.

    A lot of emotions in a short period of time…

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