18 years ago, I was in college.

18 years ago, I was “single”

18 years ago, I lived in Florida.

18 years ago, the only thing we had to worry about was what stupid thing would Dubya say.

18 years ago, I was just a kid, thinking I was an adult.

I remember 18 years ago, like it was yesterday. The fear. The tears. What was happening. All of it.

Since that day, I reconnected with my family.

I’ve had two children.

I’m getting ready to celebrate the 18 year anniversary of my relationship with my husband.

I won’t forget what happened 18 years ago. I still can’t hear Enya’s “Only Time” without chills. Even with that stupid commercial.

18 years, so much has changed.

So much has stayed the same.