I visited the 9/11 Memorial with my husband and two of our children during Easter weekend 2014. I had not visited the site previously because I thought it would be too overwhelming. I wasn’t sure how I would react actually being at the site. I had spent time at the World Trade Center during my working days in New York City and I knew two of the victims. 9/11 is my birthday, so I am constantly reminded of the tragedy when I am asked to give my birth date as a means of identifying myself.
But something felt different this visit. I knew I was ready to stand on “holy” ground, pay my respects and say a pray for all who perished that day and in the days that followed. I will never forget the emotions I felt and the emotions I saw others around me feel at the memorial. After returning home to Massachusetts I began to craft a poem in order to work through my grief.