I had just picked up James from kindergarten and we went to my mother's house for lunch...she was already watching when I got there. I had went back to bed when I got home from dropping James off from school so I didn't find out until around lunch. I was glued to the tv for 3 days. It was so amazing to me that something like this could even happen...that many lives lost and over what?
Today I will sit in quiet reflection for those who's lives were selfishly taken...I won't get into how I think the US gov't had something to do with it...I will just remember that each one of those people who were innocently killed have family grieving somewhere today. I'm sure it's like opening the wound all over again...especially because there is always some sort of memorial thing on tv.
What were you doing when you found out? Did you cry like I did? Did you pour yourself over the internet and tv months later trying to make sense of it all like I did? Did you watch the youtube videos that claim there is a devil in the one fire and this or that in something/somewhere else? Did you listen to the 911 tapes from those who had cell phones on the planes?
Did it make you hug your loved ones closer and thank the universe that they are still here?
Remembering those innocent lives lost on September 11, 2001...may you all rest in peace.