9/11

Well, this is my first entry in my new blog that was inspiered by my moms group. A lot of the moms have blogs, and I am too lazy to keep a diary, so I thought that I would try this since I am always on the computer LOL. Anyway here we go....


Septemeber 11 is one of those days that will forever be etched in our brains. We will never forget what we were doing, or where we were on that day. Years from now it will be one of those "where were you when" things that our children or grandchildren ask. They will probably even have to write about it in school at some point :) So, here is my story....


I was working as a special ed assistant at Pinehurst Elementary School. I had three children that I was with all day, and we were in and out of fifth grade for specials. It just so happened that this morning we had library first thing. I had the wonderful task of sitting through all of these things with my kids, so I missed all of the initial news, but by the time library was over it was all that was on the television. I worked with a new teacher that year and when we got into our classroom, she decided that the kids should know what was going on, so she explained it and then turned on the television. I sat in a room full of ten year olds as we watched the second plane hit. Needless to say not long after that the principal made the announcement that no televisions were to be on and no children were to hear the news.
For the rest of the day we all just went through the motions. They initially talked about closing schools early and then decided that the children were safer there because most of the parents weren't home. By then end of the day though, a lot of parents had come to get their children.
I remember talking to one of the ladies that was a lunch room monitor with me. We both were thinking about taking what we could and leaving the shore. I still think about it to this day. We are a close second to DC if someone tried attacking there and missed.
After I got home, all I could do was watch the tv and cry. They kept showing the people in the streets running and the towers falling and it seemed like it got worse everytime that I saw it. The guy I was seeing at the time did not even seem like it was that big of a deal. He was not into the newscasts and could not understand why I was upset that he did not come straight home after work.
Five years later that footage still makes me cry. That is why last night while Dave watched the shows about that day, I went to sleep. I just don't want to watch it again and again.
I am thankful for my family and friends more on this day. Especially when they show the children that lost their parents on that day. So many were so young and will never remember them.
I am sure that as my life goes on there will be more "where were you when" moments. I certainly hope that none are as devestating as this, but I am afraid that since the world has come to all of this fighting and tumoil, that my next "where" moment will be worse than this.
A poem that I found......
I Stare in Total Disbelief
I stare in total disbelief,heart torn with instant grief.Plumes of black smoke fill the air,marking a building no longer there.I close my eyes, I want to pray,but my mind doesn't know what to say.Much like Pearl harbor, so many years ago,so many gone with one fatal blow.There are no words to explain,there are no words to ease the pain.To those who gave their lives,Mothers, Fathers, Husbands and Wives,to all who's lives today did cease,may your soul find instant peace.We will honor you and the life you gave,as a Patriot of "The Land of the Free and the Home of the Brave."
Author Unknown