I had just gotten up and was getting ready for work (no kids at the time). I turn on the TV to the Today show and hear Matt Lauer talking about a plane flying into the one of the towers of the World Trade Center. At this point, nobody thought this was an attack. I was kinda half way interested and was more interested in what I was going to wear for the day. Suddenly I hear Matt Lauer say, "Oh My God! We're under attack!" (I'll never forget those words). I looked up just in time to see the 2nd plane hit the 2nd tower.... That's when all hell broke loose.
Everything from this point forward was a blur. The phone rang (no cell phone then). It was Mike telling me not to ask questions that our country was under attack and to just get to the office as soon as possible. He would be there shortly (he was on the way to the court house downtown LA when he heard the news). While he's talking I'm watching the towers crumble to the ground and all the people on TV running around in hysterics. It was like everything was moving in slow motion and I'm listening to my husband giving me instructions with my jaw dropped. I had to sit down.
I did as I was told. And as I was driving to the office my heart was pounding so fast and so hard and all I could think of was, "Is my husband going to have to go to war?" Even though he was no longer in the Air Force I couldn't help think that he was going to be asked to come back for this. I WAS SCARED TO DEATH.
That's all I can remember. Probably because I was consumed with, "Is my husband going to war? Is my husband going to war?" Even though he assured me over and over and over again that he wasn't going to be asked back that it didn't work that way.
Then I heard about the airplanes that had been hijacked and the pentagon being hit. I was sick to my stomach and my heart broke. I actually cried when I heard about the plane that went down over Pennsylvania and the heroic acts of the passengers that brought the plane down. I still tear up when I think about that one. They knew they were going to die, but had to do it anyway -- Totally something my husband would do.
Seven years later....My heart still aches and the tears still come. I'm sadden when I hear about those who don't fully understand the magnitude of that day and how it changed our lives forever. And yet, the fight for freedom still continues.....
On a lighter note, I'd like to give a shout out to my two girlfriends, Julianna and Pam (Julianna's birthday was yesterday. Pam's is today)
HAPPY BIRTHDAY GIRLS!
3 comments:
Oh, it was a very sad day. I don't remember much at all just the look on my parents face as they tried to explain to a seven year old what was happening. I understand now. That must have been so scary for you to go through with Uncle Mike...
I have got to admit that it has changed my birthday forever. But thanks to my friends they make such a sad day a great day! Love Ya!
I was reading a thread yesterday and person after person ended their post by say "I will Remember". I was in tears.
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