I realize how "cliche" it is to do a post on 911. For some reason, this is the first year, not including the year it happened, that it actually has hit me. This is the first time I've cried about it. I don't know anyone who died and I don't know anyone who knows anyone who died. I remember at the time still being depressed about my mother who had passed away 2 years prior. I'm sad for the state our country is in as a result. Since then, I have graduated from high school and college. I can't believe it has been that long. My heart is full of sadness and my own fear. Everything about that day and the result has been tragic.