It was a typical morning for me. I got up at 6:20am to get my children going for school. I made lunch for them, made sure they had a good breakfast and sent them off to the bus for school. I then tidied up the house a bit, checked on my sleeping one year old, started a load of laundry and then went back to my bedroom to lay down for a bit until my youngest (at that time) woke up.
It was the sound of my little one playing and calling me from his bed that woke me a bit later. I got him up, changed him and made him some breakfast. When that was finished, I set him down on the floor to play while I tackled a load of laundry that needed to be folded. It is a general practice for me to watch tv, while I fold laundry, so I turned on the tv.
What I found waiting for me there was a nightmare! I stood stunned as news reporters speculated over what was unfolding nearly 2000 miles away. I saw images of the North Tower spewing out black smoke and I heard reporters sharing the news that a commercial jet had slammed into the building. Wild thoughts when through my mind.. was there a mechanical malfunction? Did something happen to the flight crew? How could this have happened? THEN… I saw the video of the second plane hitting the south tower. (I must add that at the time, I wasn’t aware that this was recording, as it played the real-time reactions of the reporters as it hit. It felt like I was watching it live!) Instantly a tidal wave of emotions struck me. There were no longer any doubts, that plane TURNED purposely into the tower. I was stunned, I felt ill.. angry and… I was crying.
The rest of the day was filled with endless reports as information about the plane hitting the Pentagon and then the plane that crashed in Pennsylvania. Then … there was the horror as each tower fell.. and I was crying even more. Still to this day… my stomach churns at the remembrance and my heart aches. I will never understand the minds of men who could do such a thing.
Until my dying day, I will never forget the moments of that day and the days that followed. So it was my wish to acknowledge this day here on WoM. It’s so hard to believe that it has truly been 12 years. Though many things in my life have changed, still, it feels as fresh as it did that very day! Truly.. I will never forget!
The above picture is a breathtaking collage of photos, composed of each and every victim who lost their lives that day! It was posted on Facebook this morning, by ‘Seal of Honor‘.
Again, I wish say. ”I will never forget..
and I will never cease to pray!”
In honor of that day… I am listening to “Where were you” by Alan Jackson.
You are welcome to just admire the picture or you can share your thoughts. What were you doing that day? How did this awful news come to your attention. Let’s remember together!