I thought it was a day like any other except the world I knew was about to change forever.
That September morning, I woke up to get ready for my first class of the day at the University of Kentucky.
Still half asleep, I turned on the TV while I ate my breakfast. I had to rub my eyes to make sure what I saw on the screen was real.
A plane had flown into the World Trade Center in New York City.
As I watched the smoke bellow from the high rise, what appeared almost as a small speck in the sky came into view.