What Were You Doing?

Note: edited version.

September 11, 2001

I was a student at NDSU and living in a teeny apartment close to campus.  Recently single, I was nursing a heartbreak and several mugs of beer after my bartending shifts.

What I didn't know then was that society was about to change, and my broken heart was minuscule compared to the rest of the world.

On the morning of September 11, 2001, I woke up to The Today Show.  At 8:02 a.m. (central time)  I learned that a plane had crashed into the World Trade Center. I thought it was an accident, but just minutes later, I heard that second tower of the WTC had been annihilated, the Pentagon had been attacked, and Flight 93 had crashed. 

I will never, ever, EVER forget the angst of that day and the months following. I don't need to elaborate; we all have the horrible images etched in our memories.   

I made it to school the next day, but the silent and mournful faces on the sidewalks and in the classroom were eerie.  I remember sitting in my Child Development class while a jet flew over our building.  We all looked at each other with a terrified expression and literally ducked for cover.

We're all still hurting.  I don't think the pain will go away.  Several days after September 11th, 2001, I was visiting with a friend who said, "We're going to be scared for the rest of our lives, and our children's lives, and their children's lives."  Too right.  America will never be the same.

I can't imagine how the families and friends of the victims have suffered.  The thought makes me cringe.

I don't have the words or thoughts to express my sadness.  I can't even write about this anymore.  I'm sorry.  My heart aches.  Sending prayers.


1 comment:

Roxane B. Salonen said...

Hey Marie, I saw it on the Today Show too. This was a meaningful account of that morning, and the aftermath. Thanks for sharing it. I just wrote out my version or I would share it here, but just to give you a visual, my oldest was in kindergarten and I had two little girls at home. No little boys yet. :) And I felt very vulnerable and worried for my children, as you might imagine. When you're a mama, everything looks different. It has more far-reaching effects. But like you, I feel that we as a nation have learned a lot too.