Finding Hope

I can't believe that it has been 8 years, I remember the morning when it happened I had fallen asleep on the couch the night before, my Mom and Dad woke me up to tell me about it and that some boy from my class had also died in a car crash on the way to Newport. It didn't really mean anything to me at the time, I had no clue what the Trade Towers were and was a little disappointed that they had woken me up to tell me that. But now as I have come to understand it, I realize that I should indeed care and that it should mean a lot to me- but also that I should remember those and Find Hope in my life just as this man has done.