I can tell you exactly where I was. It was 9:00 am and I was nursing my newborn baby who is now 10 years old. I religiously watched the Today Show and saw Matt Lauer and Katie Couric scrambling to figure out what was going on. At first, they thought it was a private aircraft that hit the first tower. I thought to myself – that seems a bit large for a small aircraft. And I can remember it like it was just yesterday when I saw the second jet liner hit the other tower. At that very moment, I knew the world that I was bringing up my newborn baby was forever changed.
My husband, Randy, was getting ready for work and we sat down together and watched the next 2 hours in horror. We could not believe our eyes – how could this happen? Who do we know in NYC? Our first thoughts turned to Randy’s brother who lived in Manhattan and his cousin. For what seemed like an eternity, we did not know the whereabouts of our family as the entire cellular infrastructure of the city was immobilized. We did eventually hear from his brother and cousin and were relieved to find that they were ok. Randy’s brother was actually on an airplane flying into NYC, the very last flight in. Crazy thought now, how bizarre that would have been. After that, the entire country was grounded – no flights in or out for days.
It was such a strange feeling to look up in the sky and not hear the hum of an oncoming airplane. It was eerily silent, yet the skies were Carolina blue. How were we supposed to continue with our lives after such a tremendous, senseless, tragic act of terrorism?
Ten years later, and as you are reading this, I am flying home with my four children and husband after a wonderful family wedding. I have to say, I am a little bit nervous being in the air on this 10-year memorial. But I must as I have no choice. And I refuse to let terrorism change the way I live my life. In this wonderful and free country.
I offer a moment of silent prayer to all of those who lost a loved one on 9/11/2001. I hope time has eased your pain, if even a tiny bit.
Smarties, do you remember where you were?