I Remember

I remember getting up so stinkin' early so that I could get to SAC in time to get a parking spot.
I remember taking a cat nap in my car and listening to other drivers park around me.
I remember my first class-actually I don't remember it, but ah well.
I remember going to my next class and there was this weird note that classes were canceled for the day.
I remember seeing dreary faces as I walked back to my car.
I remember checking my phone and having 20 missed calls (all from my mom).
I remember turning the radio on and pulling over because I couldn't wrap my head around what was being said.
I remember being huddled around our small work tv.
I remember the horror on my face.
I remember trying really hard to think that this was NOT the end.
I remember our boss sending us home; we weren't going to get any work done that day.
I remember staring at the tv for hours at home.
I remember crying and crying and crying.
I remember calling in sick to my other job for no other reason than I couldn't get off the couch.
I remember having to call my old roommate to deal with getting our deposit back. (AND 9-11-81 was her birthday)
I remember thinking that this would be a day that I could honestly say changed the world.
I remember.

And you, my child, will be called a prophet of the Most High;
for you will go on before the Lord to prepare the way for him,
to give his people the knowledge of salvation
through the forgiveness of their sins,
because of the tender mercy of our God,
by which the rising sun will come to us from heaven
Luke 1:76-78