"Where were you when the world stopped turnin'
that September day?"
September 11, 2001 I was walking in to my high school and saw everyone crowded around the television in the library. I remember sitting down in the 'library' and watching as they showed video clips of the WTC on fire. After a while we were told to head to our class rooms where we could continue to watch the coverage. After seeing the towers collapse I broke down crying and went in to the hall way. I attempted to call my family but my cell phone wasn't working. I went to another teacher's room to call my mom. I needed reassurance that my family in NY and NJ were okay. Everyone, thank God, was okay. I can remember so clearly where I was and what was happening on the television. I can remember the intense feelings I had as I found out that my home was being attacked. NY is my home, this country is my home. I felt sad, devastated, angry, betrayed. So many things all at once. All I could think was how could this be happening to us?
Everyone has a story. Most people can remember exactly where they were when they found out about the attack on the United States. Whether you were there, knew someone was there, or were just watching the TV, you were affected. You don't need a 'connection' to be affected, your connection is simple...you live in this country and your country was attacked. It was a horrible thing that happened to us ten years ago today. Something that we can never forget. Today I've taken out time to pray for everyone who was there on that day, our heroes, our survivors and our fallen.
What did you do today? Did you remember and share your story? Did you watch the news? Did you watch all the documentaries that they were airing? Did you go to a memorial? Did you say a prayer? Or did you turn the TV off because it is still too hard to think about?