I know that everything happens for a reason, but as 9/11 nears I can't help but be upset.
I worked a few blocks from the World Trade Center and was there on that horrific day and watched as the second plane hit and stared unbelievably as the two buildings collapsed.
So many deaths on that day. Those innocent people that worked in the WTC, those innocent passengers that were on the planes that day, and all the brave and innocent emergency workers, firemen, policemen and EMTs. All those precious souls gone within a few minutes.
However that was not all, many people fell ill due to the debris and contaminated air. Many innocent people developed cancer and other illnesses due to their exposure to 9/11 air.
I myself was there working in downtown Manhattan every day as the cleanup and rebuilding took place.
As I sit here and reflect, I think about myself, with no history of cancer in my family and no risk factors for cancer. Yet I sit here on my recliner, overcome with fatigue and nausea, fighting stage 4 Lung cancer which I was diagnosed with while still being treated for breast cancer. Knowing that both of those cancers have been linked to 9/11 make me wonder.
I know I am lucky to be doing well, but I can't help but be bitter that there may be some link between the terrorist attack that shocked the world and my cancer.
Rant over!