That day I was on second grade of kinder garden. I had no idea how the world outside “my world” was. I went to school, learned some basic things, played with my friends and returned to my house to eat, be with my parents and sleep.. a typically day in my old life. I do not remember anyone telling me what had happened. I was just an innocent girl that wanted to get some fun and be all day in bed while other people were suffering the attack to the Twin Towers. And what if I were one of them? What if I had died there? Or not me.. my parents, family or any friend that I had in that moment.. Everything could have changed. I would not be where I am today or with who I am today. I am very thankful that even when I was a little girl, nothing happened to me or any person I met. And I am really sorry for those one who loosed someone they loved that day.
God always have a reason for what he does.. It is always the better.