I still cannot believe that this great tragedy happened on our soil and to this day I still weep when I think about it. I was listening to 92.5 this morning (catching up on the Extreme Makeover Home Edition happenings) when they had a moment of silence at 8:46 am. Then after a commercial, they informed us that all the people at the Extreme Makeover where also having a moment of silence, taps was played, a flag was raised and the the crowd broke out with a USA chant. Then some school kids started singing God Bless America and I lost it. Here I am at the kitchen counter, with 2 kids and 2 dogs underfoot, crying as I cut up chicken for a crock pot meal. It's still so very emotional and it takes me back to that very day.
I was at home with Jojo (who was only 3 months old)feeding her a bottle when Regis and Kathie Lee was interrupted to show us those grizzly images. Then before you had a chance to even think about what had just happened, another jet crashes into the 2nd tower. Then you start seeing masses of people running for their lives, covered in soot, ash, blood, etc. We then start hearing that another plane hit the Pentagon and another has crashed in Pennsylvania. I'm crying as I'm holding Jojo close, trying to call my Mom, my brother, my Dad, Jason, etc. Circuits were busy for quite awhile and then finally my brother calls to tell me he's being sent home (he worked at OI at that time) because he's in one of the tallest buildings in Toledo and no one wants to take any chances. I rush to his apartment and we all sit around just staring at the TV in disbelief. Talk turns to him wanting to enlist and what b.s. it is that this has happened on our soil. I remember the sky being so very blue and without a cloud anywhere and how quiet the day seemed because there were no airplanes being allowed to fly. Jason gets ahold of me and I run home to meet him. We all decide we are heading over to my Mom's to find comfort in each other. Again, we all sit around the TV watching in horror as the casualty number rises, more horror stories are told, and the pictures get uglier and uglier.
I was trying to explain the day to Jojo this morning before she went to school, but I didn't want to tell her much and scare her. I have saved all the newspapers from 7 years ago and put it in her baby book so that she will have things to read and look back on when she gets a bit older. As we walked to the bus stop this morning, the sky was blue and without clouds, just like it was that awful day.
God Bless all the men and women that lost their lives on this day 7 years ago, and God Bless all the men and women who are in the armed forces fighting to preserve our freedom.
2 comments:
Gosh I remember that day like it was yesterday too.
Unfortunately you will always remember that day and what you were doing when it happened, just like it was yesterday. Unbelievably, I remember President John Kennedy being shot and what I was doing just like it was yesterday. Trauma and tragedy do that to you.
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