It’s with mixed emotions I find myself settling down to write this week’s column.
Although it’s still a few days away, Sunday marks the tenth anniversary of the attrocities which shook the world and that will forever define the date September 11.
Therefore, it didn’t seem right that I should pen something which didn’t acknowledge the day when the world changed forever.
Ask anyone what they were doing when terrorists attacked New York city and The Pentagon and I guarantee they will remember exactly where they were.
That day is etched on my memory, not only for the terrible turn of events which unfolded, but ironically as it turned out to be one of celebration for me.
As a naive 22-year-old graduate, fresh out of university, I was preparing myself for a job interview at the Lincolnshire Free Press when the first plane crashed into the World Trade Centre.
I watched the horrific scenes unfold live on TV as I got ready and as I left the house it was still unclear as to whether the whole thing was a tragic accident or something more sinister.
But thoughts of the disaster were pushed from my mind as I entered the interview and to my horror discovered it was a group one with 15 plus other candidates all eager to land their dream job as a reporter.
I don’t think I’d ever been so nervous; I’d been through interviews before – but not one where I’d wanted the job so badly.
Fortunately, things went my way and I started work for the paper the following month – and I loved every minute of my decade in the newsroom.
Looking back over the past ten years, I realise how much I’ve grown up and changed – especially now that I am a wife and mother.
The advent of this anniversary has made me realise just how fragile life can be; but no matter what happens we should try and draw strength from the trials facing us, each other and move on as best we can – although we should never forget.
We should cherish every day, strive to be the best we can and make the most of every opportunity that presents itself to us – something I am determined to instill in Nancy as she grows up.
I want her to shoot for the stars and believe that anything she wants to achieve is possible if she applies herself.
So come Sunday, I hope you will join with me in remembering the heroes who went above and beyond the call of duty in the rescue operations and the 3,000 people who so tragically lost their lives – and at the same time give thanks for our fortunes and blessings.