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Old 09-11-2007, 08:07 PM   #4
Lynnie
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I certainly don't want to forget that day. It always makes me sad remembering it, but I see it as a "healthy" type of sad, so it's ok. I shall also share what I was doing that fateful morning.
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I got up hoping to take a nice power walk before heading into work. I was living with the parents at the time and my mother was in the living room watching TV. I went out there to put my running shoes on, and the first thing I saw was what looked like a giant smoking smokestack from a factory or something. But in a matter of moments, I realized what it really was, and asked my mom what was going on. She told me in a nutshell what was happening. I was shaken, but I really wanted to go out to walk, so I grabbed my walkman and headed out. But I couldn't find a single up-beat song playing on any of my favorite radio stations- they were all airing news about what was happening in NYC. I couldn't power walk to that! So I came back home, and for the next hour I sat with my mom in the living room and watched what was unfolding on the TV screen. I remember hearing about another "possible" hijacked plane and felt terrified. And then heard it crashed in PA. And I watched live as the second tower fell, and just started sobbing. I did NOT want to go to work, I was too scared. But I went, and it was a very slow day, everyone seemed to be in a daze or something. And I too remember feeling very distracted over the course of the next few weeks as almost nothing but coverage was being aired on TV. It seemed to take forever before we got to regularly scheduled programing, and I finally felt like the healing process could begin.


On a side note, at work today I noticed the flag at the grocery store next door was at half mast. At first I was terrified, thinking "Oh no, what happened now?" But then I remembered the date. I felt a little guilty at forgetting what day it was for a second, and in humility, did my own minute of silence in remembrance of those 3,000 people who lost their lives and their families.

We shall never forget! "Let's Roll!"
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