Remember all the Lost Souls of 9/11

September 11 was the day the world stood still. Today, I kissed my lil girl and saw her off to school and thank God. At the same time the first plane hit, I lit a candle for all the loved one that lost their lives. I have stood at Ground Zero and looked at the empty space and cried for all the loved ones that families lost. I stood there and cried my thanks to God for sparing the life of my brother. I was in a tunnel in the city of Boston, feeding my newborn daughter, when the radio station broadcasted that a plane hit the Twin Towers. My heart jumped to my throat for that was the same place my brother was to be working. I began to cry and to pray that I would not receive that call. My prayers were answered and I than began to pray for all the families that did receive the bad news. Our family is grateful for the life of my brother and we very proud that in such a difficult time he stood tall and worked along side all those men and women. In a world that has lost its mind, many lost their lives for a senseless act. Everyone that lost their lives was a mother, a sister, a daughter, a father, a brother, a son, and a grandparent. A LOVED ONE. This day will go down in history as one of the Blackest days in US history. My prayers and good wishes will always be with all the families that lost a loved one. Many God always Bless you and your families.