i had dropped mac off at daycare. i'm sure i was running late, perhaps thinking about plans for mac's 2nd birthday, coming up in just a couple weeks.
i remember being on I 435 and hearing teresa from 93.3 report that it appeared a small plane had hit a tower at the WTC. (i don't even think i knew what the WTC was at that time)
after that the details get vague for me. what started out as a beautiful day turned into a nightmare. i do remember calling my mom asking her to pick up mac from daycare. i didn't want him there if something happened to us. i remember huddling in various coworkers cubes throughout the day trying to get as much information as possible as to what was going on. i remember being engrossed in the media coverage once we finally got home. i remember holding mac and feeling like i could never let him go. i remember thinking how could this happen...here in the US.
today 10 years later i honestly am still saying how could this happen? the magnitude of the devastation...my brain just can't grasp it. the thousands of people who lost their lives. it's too much for me to fully grasp.
i will never forget. may peace encompass those who personally suffered the loss of loved ones on 9/11 as well as those men and women who are still fighting today to keep us safe.
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