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Friday, September 11, 2009

Feeling a little serious...

Okay... I don't do this very often, but if there is ever a day during the year to be a little serious it is today.

Just as I'm sure we all do, I still remember where I was and what I was doing on the morning of September 11, 2001. It feels like a whole world away from where I am today... another lifetime altogether.

I was still working for Tops at the time. Erin (my future wife) and I had been dating for almost 5 months (a personal record for me). I was just getting ready to do my morning walk through of the store when one of my co-workers ran into the computer room to tell me that a plane had hit the world trade center. Both of us hurried to the break room to watch the news. I expected to find out that a small plane... a Cessna or something similar, had struck the Trade Center... but, as we all know, it was far, far worse. A small crowd of employees had gathered in front of the tiny television to watch in horror as the events unfolded. A couple of the women began to cry... one scurried into the bathroom and another left the break room later to be found sobbing in the backroom. The entire store had come to a halt and even some customers had joined us in the break room... at that point the news had made it's way through the employees and customers alike and that small television now belonged to everyone. It felt like the whole world except for NYC had ceased to exist and everyone else was frozen in time.

As names are read, moments of silence are observed, and bells are rung just remember one thing. If that cold day in September 2001 taught us anything it is that life is our most precious commodity and we should treat everyday with joy and excitement. So, be a little more free with your hugs and "I love you's". Pick up the phone or write an email to a loved one that you haven't spoken to in a while. Let go of grudges and learn to forgive. Above all else... DON'T WAIT... if you do you may never get the chance again.

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