Osama Bin Laden's Death

Photo by Scott Lee

I feel torn, I understand people's elation with Osama's death. But, I do not feel that way. My only thoughts have to do with the 30% of veterans coming home with PTSD, maybe now we can call these wars a success and get the hell out of them.

Remember, before you get pissed at me for not reacting the way you would. My sister was on the 33rd floor of tower number two, she ran down 33 flights of stairs in under 18 minutes to turn around and see the second plane hit 44 floors above where she was. And, I contributed to 30 confirmed kills. So, I got some wiggle room on how I want to feel here, can ya tell I'm angry? Yep, that's it. I am just angry.

9-11 A Day I Will Never Forget

My older sister was on the 33rd floor of the towers and was one of the first to get out.

We watched the TV frozen, numb and praying against all odds. We waited, four hours later he called from a pay phone to let us know he was alive.

The emotions that I felt were severely conflicted, elation, grief, anger, sorrow and a hundred more.

To this day I cannot watch images of that day, I do not need to. They have been etched in my mind for life.