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Thank you for sharing with us, Amy. I know I speak for all my sisters when I say that you are always welcome here.
I cannot imagine how you must feel knowing that your coworkers aren't with us anymore. This is just completely beyond my comprehension.
All I can think of, as someone who grew up in Brooklyn is, how can those buildings just be gone? I can't even tell you, how many times have I browsed in that Borders...or shopped for birthday presents in the Concourse...or had apple martinis at Greatest Bar on Earth...or dinner at Windows on the World? That view. You felt like you were on top of the world. What will people see when they cross over the Brooklyn Bridge or sail on the Ferry? I can't believe that they're just not...there.
Even worse, what about all those people? You can rebuild the WTC, but you can't replace those people. I think about what their last moments must have been like. I can't fathom it. I'm crying right now just typing it out. I just have a hole in my heart. Nothing will ever be the same again.
I can't move on, either. Its too soon for me. I feel like its wrong for me to be laughing right now. Entertainment seems so trivial. I always appreciated my family and friends, but if this tragedy has taught me anything, it is to hold the people you love even more tightly and tell them how important they are to you.
But what an awful way to be reminded that lesson. It is a bitter pill to swallow.
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