Friday, September 11, 2015

Nine Eleven


All of us are remembering where we were 9-11-2001. Fourteen years have passed, but in my heart it feels like yesterday. Our life at the time was a flurry of family turmoils; our youngest daughter had moved back home to escape an abusive relationship, my Mother was on a downhill slide with her dementia and my brother was facing his last year with terminal heart disease.

That morning I was on my way to Mom’s farm 100 miles away to take her to a doctor’s appointment. I had an oil change scheduled early at the dealership and was in the waiting room watching TV when I saw the first reports of the plane crashing into the Trade Center. By the time they had the car ready and I was on the road to Mom’s, the second plane went down. The radio announcers reported the news in a panicked state and I remember feeling so vulnerable in a world I’d never known. I turned the car around, called Mom and told her to turn the TV on and to stay inside close to the phone. As I drove home I saw long lines at gas stations, really long…out on the highway, backed up to refuel in this state of emergency. My head spun with what to do first, call my husband…he had left that morning on a business trip and was on the road too. He too was in shock, turned the car around and headed home. We both realized our lives had changed forever. In the days that followed we watched in horror the coverage on TV. I remember thinking how worried I was about Mom’s declining health and Amy’s broken heart. Now those problems seemed so small compared to the grief so many were facing with the loss of their loved ones.

A lot has happened in fourteen years. Life has a way of going on. Regardless of what happened yesterday, one thing is certain about life…the fact that it’s uncertain. But that makes the sun coming up each morning so special.



Our gratitude to the many who sacrificed countless hours and months in all capacities to rebuild our country. Today I honor those who lost their lives, our thoughts and prayers are with the many loved ones left behind.

8 comments:

  1. Until I read your post I didn't realize the significance of today!

    What a scary time for us all. It made us realize how vulnerable we all are and made us glad we didn't live in a major metropolitan area.

    I still can barely believe it happened in the US.

    Thank you for reminding us.

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    1. I remember a time when we felt safe in America. It's just not so anymore, no matter where we live. We watched a tv show last night about the effects of 9-11 on a little boy, so sad. So many lives lost that day, so many lives changed forever. We can never forget, etched in our hearts.

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  2. Great tribute to honor those who lost their lives, I still remember the horror of watching it unfold. I am from Staten Island originally, and two of the boys I grew up with were firefighters and lost their lives that day -

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    1. Those who served in rescue and recovery are America's true heros, risking their own lives to save others. My heart breaks thinking of it eleven years later...

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  3. Your Canadian neighbours to the north watched and waited and worried for all of you as well.
    You said it best when you show how much has happened in the past 11 years. Life being lived is the best outcome you could hope for. The daily living that grows into years.

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    1. It was hard to believe what we were seeing, how could it be real? Life has a way of somehow going on, even after a tragedy like this.

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  4. Been a long time since I was here. Good to see you are still here.

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    1. Hello! Good to hear from you again, I'll pop over for a visit! I am still rambling on here on Granny Mountain! Our life is busier than ever, I would love to take a day off!

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