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My Life Is A Jaw-Dropping Moment

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I have never had a literal, involuntary jaw-dropping moment. Nothing in my life has ever been that devastating or overwhelming where I felt like my body didn’t belong to me anymore. Where my only response was a gaping mouth, tears escaping my eyes to drip down my cheeks, shaking with every breath. Not until I saw footage in the museum of the South Tower come crashing down. On repeat. The weight of this tragedy had never felt so heavy and unbearable than in that moment. 2,997. A number I could count to in about an hour. Unlike a million, billion and trillion it seemed relatively easy to fathom and grasp. It wasn’t until I heard the voices of those who had first hand witnessed the collapse of the South Tower that, that number became infinite. Each tragic passing meant an immeasurable network of family, friends, colleagues and neighbors who would feel the constant, painful void of losing a loved one. My mind then went to think, what if it were my mom or dad or sister or best friend or close colleague or next door neighbor in that building. I felt extreme urgency to call my family to remind them how much I loved them and needed them in my life. I then thought about all of the people who couldn’t say I love you one last time. Who couldn’t hug their mom and snuggle with their dog and kiss their spouse and laugh with their friends. Life is immense. It was the first time in my life where I couldn’t fathom how important each life is. I couldn’t wrap my head around all the
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