Remembering 9/11

Seeing as today marks 10 years of a very tragic and sad day, I wanted to share what went through my head when I witnessed this on TV.

First of all, Brett was only 3 yrs old when a friend and co-worker of my hubby called me up and asked if I was watching TV.  Specifically the news channel.  I told him “no” and straight away switched the station and put it on our local news channel, NTV.

At first I wasn’t sure what the devil I was watching.  Thought it was a movie.  Cause first thing that it reminded me of was ‘Die Hard’ movies.  I then realized as I was still chatting with him on the phone that this was no movie, this was real life.

My mouth immediately dropped.  “Holy crap” was my reaction.  Although, not long after that, I went from shock to tears flowing down my face in immense sadness.

I was glued to the TV the whole day, only leaving it to feed Brett, and maybe myself.  I just couldn’t believe what I was seeing.  One of the buildings of the Twin Towers was already hit by something and on fire.  Because I missed that initial part of the news, I didn’t have a clue what could have done that.  Until I seen the second Tower get hit.

And my mouth dropped again.  This time I swore, “holy f***”!!!  I just didn’t see that.  What the hell?!  And the tears came again, among the shock of just seeing what happened.  I sat down on the sofa and just had my eyes glued.

And this was all happening in REAL TIME!!!  I mean, I was just sitting there, trying to drink a cuppa tea, and these people were being killed right before my eyes.  Sorry if my words sounded blunt, but right now I have no other way to nice it down.

And then the most shocking thing that I’ll never get out of my head.  People in the higher levels of both towers hanging out their windows, waving for help.  I think in a way they knew that was going to be impossible.  Then the unimaginable happened.  I seen one gentleman actually come out of his window and let himself go.  Well my heart just sank.  Sobbed isn’t the word of the overflowing emotion I went through when I see that.  Honestly, I don’t think I could have mustered enough nerve to do that myself.  But there he was, news cameras in helicopters focused on him as he fell.

So today, I’ll have my cuppa tea, say a pray for the survivors, a toast to the fallen and remember.  I invite you all reading this to please leave a comment as to what you were doing when the world stopped.

XO

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2 responses to “Remembering 9/11

  • sharon donohoe (@punksternubbin)

    oh huni that was heart felt and amazing, i cant remember where i was it must have been home, i had tv on i know and news flash came on bottom on screen, they showed what had happend just minutes earlier, i watched in horror and disbelief too this cant be real, then dawned on me that a good friend works in the 2nd tower, tried phoning his wife, couldnt get through, unknown to me he was on phone to her, him and few others were trapped in a office, he let them all use his phone to say their goodbyes, they knew they were not going to survive, also lost another friend that day who was a police officer, was down there helping people to get away when the tower collapsed and killed them all, i didnt know him so well but we had been at the boy scout camp in NY state for 3 summers in a row 10 years before he became a police man. every year this comes around i have many moments of though and a few tears and ring up my friends wife and we chat for a while, talk about the kids she was pregnant when he died and he never knew, she found out few days later that she was, of course she named him after his dad, i have no contact with the policemans family but hope they are all okay.
    My thoughts and prayers go out to all affected.

  • Jan - zomby6

    I remember coming home from school that day, was only 8 at the time, my family had CNN turned up loud. Saw the second tower get hit and then they cut to the pentagon, I had no idea what was going on. I remember a conversation was happening between my family members, my uncle was on the phone to someone, I never found ou who and it doesn’t matter. It wasn’t until abou 5 or 6 years later that I comprehended what happened.

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