It's a day I will never forget, how could I? How can anyone, really? Jeremy called me from work to tell me that a plane had hit one of the World Trade Center buildings, we all assumed for a brief moment that it was a small propeller plane that had accidentally hit it. Jeremy looked down 5th avenue and saw the 2nd plane hit, it was no accident. I was at work on the Upper West side. A nanny to two very adorable kids, one was at school (2nd grade) the other was with me. The housekeeper and I turned on the upstairs TV and tried to keep the little one occupied so we could watch the news but not alarm her. NYC was in panic mode. I worked across the street from The Natural History Museum which was on the list of possible targets, it was evacuated immediately. All the streets around the museum were closed, buses and subways were stopped, needless to say I was scared, NYC was scared. No one thought that the towers would fall. Then, they did. Phone lines were down, people were frantic. It was surreal. Jeremy and I were trying to talk, my mom, dad, and friends were all trying to call. We were okay, thousands were not. It was without a doubt the saddest day of my life. People lost. New York was forever changed, so were the people who lived there. I knew one person who died, he was on the 105th floor. He had a young daughter and a full life, it was devastating. Every year during this time magazines and TV show images that are heartbreaking, it makes me cry. Jeremy and I both saw people who were in the buildings, on our commute home that day. Jeremy shared a taxi home with a lady who was able to escape, she was covered with debris. That night American flags were passed out from one stranger to another, candle vigils were lit, everyone wanted to do something, we all felt useless. We watched the news and even the reporters didn't know what to do. It was and is still hard to watch footage of that time. I can't believe it has been 10 years, it feels so close and yet so distant but it always reminds me to be so thankful for the blessed life that I have. It also reminds me that without a doubt that New York City is by far the best place on earth, I know I lived there. I saw the camaraderie and outpouring of love from millions and millions of people, you can't take that away and I know that in my life time I won't experience anything like it again. To all the many lost lives, broken dreams and heartache...I heart NYC, more than ever.

