I was home, I had just had gallbladder surgery the week before and I was doped up on pain medication. I had just turned on the tv to watch and I thought I was hallucinating from the drugs, it was just bizarre.
I was glued to the tv 24/7 the next couple of weeks that I was home on medical leave. I could barely walk, but all the churches were having vigils and I went to one, it was touching and so incredibly sad.
The house I lived in at the time was in a path where small private planes would frequently fly over and another path where helicopters would fly over to a hospital. I can remember how quiet and eery it was for the next couple days when no-one was allowed to fly.
I went to NYC for the first time two years ago and went to the site. It was the same day they were dedicating a bronze wall memorial to the firemen at the station right across from the towers and there were alot of firemen there and it was so moving. There were so many people there, but it was quiet. I think everyone was just trying to take it all in. I cried so hard.
I will never forget that day and I don't think anyone should ever forget that day. I hope and pray that nothing like that happens to us ever again! |