May we never forget- Covid-19 day 180

I was home in Brazil when my mom called from work to tell us to turn on the TV. I was eighteen when I watched the World Trade Center and Pentagon be cowardly attacked.

Six years later, I had the opportunity to visit New York City, and the WTC grounds, where a new construction was in progress.

It's been nineteen years, but every year I can't help but think about those over thousand innocent souls who died in this horrible tragedy. I think about their families and their infinite pain. I think about those first responders who also lost their lives.

May we never forget.

09.11.2001