It's Browns opening day and while I'm more than ready for some football and tailgating I can't help but reflect on the 10th anniversary of 9/11.
Where I was (my senior year at University of Dayton), who I was with (my housemates/friends) and how I felt (scared and confused).
While the jets took off from Wright-Patterson Air Force Base we stood on our porches not knowing what danger we may or may not have been in.
There wasn't facebook and twitter to update us ten years ago, we had the new on the television and each other - we couldn't take our eyes of the TV screen.
Much like I can't now.
The sacrifices so many made, the stories of bravery and just doing what is right at the site of all three tragedies is what sticks with me.
As I'm sitting here on Sunday morning watching the Today Show coverage, listening to the Brooklyn Youth Chorus sing our national anthem, The Star Spangled Banner, I'd be lying if I said there wasn't a tear in my eye.
To the 2,977 people who lost their lives during the attack we all thank you.
Ok, I'll stop crying now.
Hug your loved ones today.