Ten Years.. Still feels like yesterday..

I shall never forget September 11, 2001

On that morning, I had been awaken by a phone call from my mother, who quickly told me to turn on my television. The first thing I saw was smoke and fire, then I began to make out what appeared to be a plane lodged into a skyscraper. As my mother was talking and giving me the details of the horror I was watching, the 2nd plane hit. I could tell that things were falling from the building, I later learned those things... were actually people. I could not believe what I was watching, I kept asking my mom, if people were getting out of there, had an evacuation been made. It wasn't long after that I watched in complete shock as each tower fell. Yes, attempts were made to help people out of the buildings before the towers fell. Rescue workers, firemen, policemen, first responders from all over the city were going up as people were coming down. These brave men and women, looked fear in the face & many did not make it back out before the towers fell. So many souls....gone.

 

From there I heard about the Pentagon, and then the plane-Flight 93, that went down in a field in Pennsylvania. In my heart I could not believe these surreal events had just happened. The hard truth was it did. For days on end the TV was on 24/7. I stayed glued to it, hoping to hear about a survivor. I heard only a few stories, but the reality was that nothing was left, except broken hearts all across this nation, & even around the world. I would listen to all the many devastating stories of  tragedy and loss. I would see the many posters, flyers etc.. of pictures of people. People trying desperately to find their friends and relatives. I watched as firefighters, would work for days, with no rest trying to find someone, something, anything. I wished I had been there to give them that hug, that comfort as I watched many of them put their head in their hands and breakdown and cry.
 I cried with them, as I think of it- I cry now. I felt so helpless sitting in my living room in small town U.S.A. All I could do was pray... and pray I did.

It has been ten years, but it seems like yesterday to me. I don't live near New York, Washington D.C. or Pennsylvania, but it has always felt like many of my loved ones died that day. The pain of this tragic event touches so many, it still has a very strong effect over me. I guess because I know something about loss, about losing a dear loved one. My heart goes out to all the families...to every mother, father, wife and husband, to every son & daughter... to every brother and sister... to every aunt, uncle & cousin... to every lover and friend. My prayers are still with them all. I will NEVER FORGET...

May God be with us all, may He comfort, give peace, & give us HIS divine protection.