Where was I on Sept. 11th 2001?
I was in Adelaide South Australia.
I was on the computer at the time and my husband came into the room and told me that a plane crashed into one of the Twin Towers. This upset me and I sat there in unbelief, but I had not yet become alarmed...
not until he came back and told me yet another plane has hit the second tower.
My heart sunk. I didn't know what was going on, but in my heart, the first thing it told me was "terrorism". Oh, but that can't be right, not in the United States!
It can't happen there, we're too powerful, too strong, no one would dare attempt such a thing. It must be a mistake! My family is over there, I am here...no, it's a mistake, it can't be. My mind can't comprehend this, not such a horrific act! These things only happen to other people in other countries..where there is no order, no peace.
Our country is peaceful, safe and secure, strong and mighty! We're not like other countries who are constantly fighting over land and such things! These things kept going through my mind, over and over again, trying to make sense of this..
My family..what about my family? I am thousands and thousands of miles away from them..what can I do?
I told my mom what was happening, and she didn't know about it..she couldn't believe it.
I felt so useless..so alone.
My family, my America, my home.
What was to become of us now?
Oh, God why? And what can I do?
As I watched the horrific act unfold in front of my very eyes...people jumping out of windows...running and screaming in the streets...the tears, the blood...
All I could think of is
Why? |
