I was living in southern California when 9/11 happened. I remember crying, day after day, for weeks. The loss was just to painful to comprehend. If I wasn't crying because of the loss, I cried because the love and compassion of New Yorker's toward each other was so incredibly real and raw and genuine.
Here I am 10 years later, living in the heart of the city, and I can say I experience this love, compassion, and care every day. The people here are like no other. I am honored to call New York City my home.