My son was only 4 months old. I’d been up a few times during the night and was tired. I had him in my arms when I walked out to the kitchen to hear my husband in the living room.
“Holy shit. Holy shit. Holy shit…” he said over and over again.
I entered the room and he pointed, now speechless, at the television. A jet had just flown into the North tower of the World Trade Center in New York City and a few minutes later the second tower was also hit.
It’s weird because I have no memory of my husband watching the news any other morning. I guess he must’ve. It’s unbelievable now to think that there were no cell phones, laptops, or reliable internet. It was a different time and space for sure.
That morning, we also learned of the Pentagon crash and the passengers who fought with the high-jackers. It was a day of terror, and unknowns as we all waited for another shoe to drop. Planes stopped flying. Stories continued to be told and the world, slowly stepped back from the shock and began to mourn.
As we watched TV, we knew something was forever changed. In that instant the world lost its innocence and a different kind of terror, hatred, and revenge-seeking started as we learned words like jihad.
We were glued to the news for at least a week. They played the crash scenes and aftermath, over and over again. It was devastating and so ugly, but it was even harder to look away.
What were you doing that morning? Do you remember?
I remember seeing pictures of people pouring from the buildings as the firefighters and first responders ran in –bless them. They were heroes that day, and always will be.
The world continued to morph and change after the 9-11 attacks as technology advanced and the 24 hour news cycle beat stories to death while constantly seeking fresh fodder. The divisiveness has grown along with the hatred and fear of those who look, dress, worship, or speak differently. The fallout was far and wide.
It was just twenty years ago. Tell me your memories and how you think it affected the world.
My prayers and thoughts are with all those impacted–directly and, indirectly.
Thank you for reading and remembering September 11, 2001. Because it is the weekend I’ll list my last weeks blogs here in case you missed them. They’re all pretty dang good–even if I say so myself. So go read them. That would be awesome.
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