I was in high school on September 11, 2001. I remember the teachers turning on our classroom televisions and seeing the smoke billowing from the World Trade Center. We saw the aftermath of the crash that destroyed the west side of the Pentagon and listened as the news told us of the brave men and women on United 93 who fought back.

Over the coming weeks more and more reports came to light about the incredible acts of heroism seen that day. Civilians who lingerged at the top of the towers to assist others in their descent. Soldiers, Sailors, and Marines at the Pentagon who ran into the flames to evacuate their comrades. Firefighters who climbed up the North Tower to rescue more people, even after the South Tower had collapsed.

In the days that followed, first responders from across the country rushed to the aid of New York City. Americans everywhere rallied together to grieve with those who lost loved ones and support those who were fighting on in New York and Washington. Our country united in the face of tragedy and loss showed the kind of patriotism that we all needed to recover: selflessness to serve those in need and empathy for our fellow Americans. 

September 11th was the day I decided to join the military and devote my life to public service. This day has always been a reminder to me, no matter how far I am from home or how difficult the mission ahead, of why I serve.

Today, I remember.