I can't believe it's been eight years. I still remember, sitting in horror in front of my television, watching the towers fall, as if it were yesterday. I will never forget.
My thoughts and prayers are with the families of those lost on that awful day.
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I thought I would be OK yesterday. I was sitting and doing school with my younger two and we were discussing the date. My oldest was at the computer and he was saying how he remembered it. The younger ones said they had heard all about it, but of course had no memory of it.
I told them how I was nursing Princess when my friend from NC called me screaming that I needed to turn on the TV. She knows I don't watch news or anything and knew I would never hear about it otherwise. She was screaming on the other end of the line, as we watched in horror, trying to figure out what was happening.
As I was telling the kids, I started crying. A LOT. It all just came out, I felt bad because I think I was really scaring them. Clown told me to please stop, because he was going to cry. I told him I was sorry, but I still remember the horror like it was yesterday and how we can't even imagine what any of the people who went through it felt...or their families.
None of us will ever forget.
I don't mean I would NEVER hear about it...I am sure you know what I was trying to say:)
The remembrance and support of people who watched in shock, disbelief and horror, and their continued remembrance is so important to us here in NY (and, I"m sure, in DC and PA), because of the screamers who, every year, say "Oh, shut up and get over it."
I don't think this type of event is something one GETS OVER. One learns to live with it, but one doesn't get over it.
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