Remembering 9/11

Written by: on Sunday, September 11th, 2011

Here we are on the day of the 10th anniversary of 9/11.

It’s hard. I haven’t been able to watch any tributes or remembrances about 9/11. It’s odd. I didn’t lose anyone so it didn’t hit close to home but in many ways, it did hit close to home. It’s been said over and over that many people will remember where they were the day it happened. To hear people share their experiences of where they were and what they did at the time they found out… I didn’t think I would remember it ten years down the road… but I do.

I still remember sitting down with a big plate of food, turning to FOX so that I could watch Judge Judy, only to discover that Sabrina the Teenage Witch was on. I remember being so annoyed that FOX changed the schedules and that I’d have to find something else to watch at 9am from then on. I remember switching through the channels and every other channel was tuned in to a building that was on fire.

I was more annoyed because I couldn’t find a show to watch. As I kept switching through the channels, I saw a plane flying in and it kept getting closer and closer and closer… and I remember stopping on a random channel thinking, “That plane is going to hit the building!” I watched as the plane crashed right into the building and debris came raining down.

I realized I was staring at the World Trade Center. Then I realized that the other building had also been hit by a plane.  I was so shocked as the reporter kept reiterating what was going on. I immediately went online and started telling everyone what I had just seen! Then a lot of us went to a Yahoo! Group to talk it all out, to keep sharing the news of what we heard on random channels. The shock to hear that the Pentagon was hit and another plane had went down and on and on…

It was scary. To think that a group of people could achieve something of that level…

I remember the surge of patriotism after. I remember the American flag being flown from almost every house and all those red/white/blue ribbons tacked to trees or poles.

My heart goes out to all those who were touched by this event in any way, shape, or form.

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