Twelve years ago today I was driving to work in Arlington, VA, immersed in bumper-to-bumper traffic and focused on the radio news reports, when I saw an enormous plume of black smoke looming just off into the distance. Minutes later I would hear that the Pentagon (which was less than 10 miles from where I was located) had been hit. I remember gripping the steering wheel, sobbing and feeling petrified, while praying for our country and all of the lives lost.
However, in the days following those ugly, horrific and cowardly terrorist attacks were reported acts of courage, bravery, kindness and love. We all seemed to come together as one, big grieving community, which served as a beautiful reminder that with all of our many differences, at our core, we are still one America.
I’m so very thankful for our country’s resilience in the midst of that tragedy and the sacrifices of all those lives lost…