I have never been a believer in chance; I believe that God has a purpose behind every encounter in our lives. As I made my way to the 9/11 Memorial I started to prepare myself mentally for what I was going to see. I decided that I would go to the site alone and pray for the families who had lost their loved ones. I managed to get myself turned around on the subway and asked the woman sitting nearest to me for directions. It just so happened that she was getting off at a stop that would bring me closest to the memorial. We started chatting and I told her why I was visiting the site; immediately her eyes filled with tears as she told me that she had lost her father in the attack. As we walked together she told me what it was like during 9/11 and how hard it was still to this day to walk near the site. I told her I didn’t want to make her feel sad and that I could make it there on my own but she interrupted me and graciously explained that she wanted to walk with me. I will never forget how kind she was. I asked for her name and when she could go no further I went on alone and said a prayer for her and her family. The woman I spoke with was maybe six years older than me at most, it made me sad to think that she lost her father at such a young age. The whole experience was wonderful and yet very emotional.