We should never forget that day. Never forget how we acted during the tumult and for weeks afterward. The way we hugged our families, treated our neighbors, let the little arguments fly off without burning a hole in our hearts like it used to. The way the flag of America flew over so many homes and shops, the way we showed appreciation for our country, were PROUD to be an American for they have allowed us to be frum yidden. America has helped us, so we should now help them during their tragedy. How yidden helped Jews and goyim alike, how Jews helped others without regard for their type of hat, nussach of their siddur, or color of their shirt. How the stores gave away water and shoes for those who had to walk home. Our siblings weren’t annoying- we were glad they were there. We appreciated human life in a way we haven’t in a long time. We cared about people we never met, may never see in our entire lives. But they were there, and they needed us, our tefilos, our thoughts.
We became different that day. Our R”H and Yom Kippur were different.
We should never forget how it changed our lives and we should never have allowed us to relapse into our old selves.
Never Forget 9/11/01