Such an appropriate song for today. Even as I type this up I have a knot of tears in my throat. Maybe it’s too little sleep. Or maybe this day will always be a wound that doesn’t quite heal, especially on milestone anniversaries such as this.
My oldest was a kindergartener and was home, and my middle child was at that time my youngest also–he was 3. It was a normal day in our normal life. I was on the phone with my good friend Tammy when her neighbor rang her doorbell to tell her that the World Trade Center had been hit by a plane. We immediately turned on our TVs.
Now, I had heard of the World Trade Center, but I’m going to admit to you that I had no idea what city it was in. After contemplating how stupid I would look admitting this, I did end up asking my friend. Who also didn’t know. I believe that Tammy ended up figuring it out.
Finding out on the phone is vivid in my mind. Details after that aren’t so much–I ended up taking my kids to my mom’s house later and just watched the horror with tears streaming. Reports came in about a plane crashing in a field. The pentagon. My oldest wanted to know why I was so upset. How do you explain that to a 5 year old? Bad people are hurting other people, I believe was my G rated, condensed version.
It was surreal. It was horrible.
I remember how quiet the skies were for so long after they stopped air traffic. I had never realized just how many planes I could hear on a given day out in the country.
My heart goes out to all those who feel the loss of a loved one anew today. I’m sure it’s of little comfort to know that a country stands behind you.
Where were you when the world stopped turning?