eleven years ago today…i remember walking out of my morning class with a rushed sense of confusion and panic coming from the buzz i overheard on campus, like it was yesterday. the urgent need to be connected and hear it for myself. i planted myself in front of the television for days with a heavy heart for the tragic stories i watched play out. i knew not a soul involved in the september 11th world trade center attacks, but felt such sorrow for the innocent lives of strangers. to this day, the stories of those heroes suck my attention. i can’t help but think of the lives lost and the families that still suffer from this tragedy today. i’m grateful for our country and the unknown heroes we’re surrounded by.