#2260 | Wednesday, September 11th 2002
On the anniversary of 9/11 I found myself standing in the exact same spot
of my bedroom that I was this time last year, still in awe. Dressing for work while watching GMA then and now. Frozen in time and weeping with tears as the revelations and their magnitude begin to sink in. Ironically I had just flown from DC on 9/10/01 from visiting my brother who is now a few months from retiring from the Army (thank you GOD). Where was I on 9/11/01 the same place I am on 9/11/02. Humbled, proud, afraid yet fearless, blessed and thankful. I didn't loose any one personally close to me, but on that morning, standing in front of my television, in my home, in TN, nothing in my life mattered except life, love and liberty.

Audrey White | 35 | Tennessee

#2091 | Wednesday, September 11th 2002
I had just flown through Newark on Monday 9/10 on my way to Bermuda to visit an account. My time was occupied by conversation with a very lovely and interesting lady that was a corporate executive in the WTC. We never introduced ourselves, but I vividly recall her moans of how much work she had to do and that she would probably be sleeping on the sofa in her office, on the 86th floor. My flight from Newark to Bermuda was rather exciting however, nothing could brace me for the next morning. On Tuesday, I was at my account when they called me aside to tell me of the news. My first thought, and my continuing prayers are for the lady of the WTC. Many days I recall being stranded on the island and feeling so helpless, but I always think of the families that lost loved ones, and the lady of the WTC.
Paul West | 45 | Tennessee

#2070 | Wednesday, September 11th 2002
I was working as interpreter for the deaf, hard of hearing and speech disabled with our relay service. We were doing training, and when we first heard the news, we thought it was just a drill. Two of our coworkers were here from D.C. and one of them had a sister at the Pentagon. About 50 of us at first, then close to 200, just stood and cried as we heard the details. At 26, there's not really been too many tragedies that I can personally remember, except the Challenger incident. As a former police officer, I was so proud of the boys in blue, and the support of the American people for them, and the work of all the emergency personnel. But it also hit me personally, as though I had actually lost part of my own family in the tragedy. Everyone knew someone, or was linked in someway, to what happened. It was so terrible, to hear of all this, and not know where the terrorists would strike next. It was also very difficult to have to continue working, listening to other Americans deal with the tragedy. I was impressed though, at the committment I heard from my peers- everyone, young and old, poor and wealthy, even Gen X, we were all willing to fight for our country, and what we believe in. The days following 9/11 became an opportunity for togetherness for Americans, regardless of religion, race or creed. God has blessed America, and sometimes it takes the "Refiner's Fire" to bring us closer to Him.
S.R. Griggs | 27 | Tennessee

#1993 | Tuesday, September 10th 2002
I was at work when I heard. Our boss said, "A plane flew into the WTC". We all just stopped what we were doing and ran for the TV. I had this horrible feeling that it would be one of the worst days of my life, and it was. I didn't know anybody there...I have never even been to NYC, but I could not stop crying for them...to this day I cannot stop crying for them. I work at a blood center. We had hundreds come that first day, and each day after for a solid week. It was good, to be busy, to have something to do, but when I got home each night, all I could do was sit and watch it over and over and just cry for those people....as a newlywed, the stories of the wives talking to their husbands, and saying goodbye, knowing that they would never see each other again, really touched me the most. So we worked hard, we listened to each of the blood donor's stories, we prayed for all those families...and now it's a year later and it's like it happened yesterday. I can understand how people felt when Kennedy was shot, or when Pearl Harbor was bombed...your life is different, even if you weren't there. The whole world is different now, after that day, nothing will ever be the same again.
Christina | 36 | Tennessee

#1909 | Tuesday, September 10th 2002
I am a full time student at the Univ of TN @ Martin. I was on my way to class when I passes a TV in the building's lobby that everyone was gathered around. I stopped to watch in horror as I saw mass destruction happening to our country. I watched the horrific events as long as I could. I went to class numb. There was an erie silence in the room. As soon as I got out of class, I ran back to my dorm and turned on the TV. The first tower had fallen. Tears streamed down my eyes as I saw people covered in ash and blood. I thought how can this be happening here in my country. I said a silent prayer for all those invovled. I felt helpless just sitting there watching all this happen. I deicded the best I can do is pray for these people. And so I did, night and day. I am just a college student from Tennessee, but God hears my prayers, too.
Rebecca Byrer | 20 | Tennessee

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