#1639 | Sunday, September 1st 2002
IT STARTED LIKE A NORMAL TUESDAY MORNING. I HAD NO IDEA THAT THIS TUESDAY WOULD FOREVER BE BURNED IN MY BRAIN AND HEART.I DON'T REMEMBER WHAT I WORE TO WORK, OR TO EAT. I DO REMEMBER THE FEAR,ANGER,HURT, AND THE STARK RAVING MAD GRIEF. WHEN I FIRST HEARD SOMETHING "MIGHT" BE WRONG I WAS LISTENING TO MORNING RADIO. MY "NORMAL"EVERYDAY ROUTINE.. THE DJ SAID A PLANE HIT THE WTC BLDG AND THAT'S ALL SHE KNEW. I ASSUMED IT WAS A SMALL PLANE.

I REMEMBER THINKING HOW SAD THERE WILL BE SOME BADLY HURT PEOPLE. 5 MINUTES LATER MY WORLD STOPPED AND STARTED MOVING IN SLOW MOTION.I TURNED THE RADIO TO AN AM STATION AND REALIZED TUESDAY SEPTEMBER 11, 2001 WAS NOT A NORMAL DAY. AFTER THE SECOND PLANE I KNEW IN MY GUT THIS WAS NO TRAGIC ACCIDENT.

IT'S STIL TO HARD TO FATHOM.. MY DAY PROGRESSED, TRIED TO WORK.. CRIED MY EYES OUT, CALLED MY DAUGHTERS SCHOOL, AND MY MOM. FOR LUNCH INSTEAD OF GOING TO EAT, I WENT TO CHURCH GOT ON THE KNEELER AND SOBBED"WHY". A QUESTION I STILL ASK TODAY. I AM ASHAMED TO ADMIT I DIDN'T OWN A FLAG BEFORE THAT TUESDAY MORNING. I DO NOW.

MY DAD WAS A COP AND I GREW UP AROUND THEM, AND FIREFIGHTERS. WHEN THEY LOOSE 1 GUY IT RIPS THEM APART. JUST KNOWING A BROTHER POLICEMAN, OR FIREFIGHTER WILL BRING THEM FROM 100'S OF MILES TO PAY THEIR RESPECTS.

I CAN'T EVEN BEGIN TO IMAGINE HOW THE VICTIMS FAMILIES FEEL, BUT I HOPE THEY KNOW THAT
1. WE WILL NEVER FORGET
2. WHEN THEY ATTACKED NYC, AND DC THEY ATTACKED AND HURT US ALL.

IN CLOSING, I AM PROUD TO BE AN AMERICAN. I STILL TO THIS VERYDAY CRY ABOUT IT... I HOPE AND I PRAY WE NEVER HAVE TO HAVE A DAY LIKE THAT AGAIN. THE ONLY GOOD THING THAT HAS COME OUT OF THIS IS WE ARE ALL AMERICANS.. WHEN OUR COUNTRY WAS ATTACKED WE FORGOT OUR DIFFERENCES, AND PETTY PROBLEMS AND CAME TOGETHER AS A COUNTRY.
P.S.
THE PEOPLE WHO WENT DOWN FIGHTING ON THAT PLANE IN PA, I ONLY HOPE I WOULD HAVE THE COURAGE TO KNOW I WAS GOING TO DIE AND FIGHT ANYWAY.

LET'S ROLL... UNITED WE STAND....
COURAGE,PRIDE, INTEGRITY, AND HONOR

REST IN PEACE.. HEAVEN RECEIVED ALOT OF ANGELS THAT DAY.

TRISHA JOHNSON | 29 | Texas

#1633 | Saturday, August 31st 2002
September 11th,2001 9-11 a day that I will never forget. I was working, cooking at a retirement home. One of the cna's came and ask me "Lena did you hear the news the World Trade Center was attacked and they think it was terroist." I will never forget the look on her face and the horrier I felt in my heart. We ran to the tv room and watched as the mass destuction unfolded. We were all silent and I felt the heat of the tears in my eyes falling down my checks. This had to be the most devestating thing in my life. I have a son,my oldest son who had just turned 18 on the 5th and I was so scared he would be going to war and that scared me to death. Over the next few weeks all I watched on tv was the news and up dates on the people who was affected by this awfull day. You know its unbeliveable how it has touched and affected every single person in the world. I keep all in my prayers each and every night. I just pray God to keep us all safe. Lena
Lena Robinett | 37 | Texas

#1603 | Monday, August 26th 2002
On the morning of September 11th. I was waking up, taking a shower and making Quaker Oatmeal for breakfast when I turned on the television to check the traffic on my way to work to find what appeared to be a flic from the movie independence day. I didn't think it was real. How could something like that happen? My sister had a friend working next to the twin towers. My dads girlfriend had a cousin in the building. A nation so strong, so prosperous. How could it be? Shocking it cut my heart and for days I could feel just a sense of pain on the land. Not my pain but pain. The pain of the people. I felt the terror of the enemy trying to come in but I felt the judgement of God on those evil doers come even stronger. It was a time of mourning and intercession for me. Now I know that the end times are nearer than even. Jesus could come back tonight are you ready? Am I ready?
Jeramiah Giehl | 26 | Texas

#1572 | Monday, August 19th 2002
The pain, even now 11 months later, is still with me. In an odd way, it is comforting to read that others ache as much as I still do. That we're not "over it" yet.

My first knowledge of the horror was heard via a friend of mine. She called, and woke me up. It was my day off from work, so I smiled at the fact that I could sleep in. I turned on the TV, as she requested, and the rest of our conversation was filled with tears and silence. After our conversation was over, I had to call my Mom. There is just something that was SO necessary about hearing your mothers voice. I needed to hear it. I needed a hug even more. I felt a bit of relief when the planes were grounded, as I feared for what might happen next (the Statue of Liberty? The White House? ANYTHING!) I was glued to the TV for days afterward-- with each repeat of the images seeming to hurt more and more, as I realized the magnitude of it. The friends, families...innocent lives stolen from us.

I was comforted, in part, the following weeks by the flags at half staff, the messages of unity on marquis (even the local Whataburger), painted fences, lines to donate and help, that all echoed signs of our collective patriotism. It was like the world had been muted. People were subdued, and traffic seemed to move a little slower than normal. Wierd.

My perfect day, as I know realize, was September 10, 2001. Since then, I see the world, and my life in a new way. I am a better person. I am better friend. I am more patient, and am more tolerent of others. I have learned we are a COUNTRY of heroes, and we really do need each other. But, I still ache....so much... and will forever.

God Bless-



Allison | 27 | Texas

#1541 | Wednesday, August 14th 2002
I'll never forget where I was. I was at home, and was asleep. My phone rang, and (as always) I let the answering machine get it. I knew immediately something was not good, as my mom began leaving her message. I heard fear in her voice as she said "someone has flown a plane ON PURPOSE in to each tower of the WTC, and the pentagon...Turn on your TV when you get this...it is a sad day for our country" I picked up the phone immediately, and began to cry with her. Through our conversation, the towers collapsed, and I felt sick.
It was my day off from work (I work at an airport hotel) and after my mom and I finished speaking, I phoned the hotel to see what I could do to help. I knew it would be crazy, being that all flights had been grounded, and rooms were being taken at an outstanding rate.
When I arrived at the hotel, there was a huge line at the front desk waiting to extend stays, and reserve rooms. An even larger crowd was in the lobby in front of the TV's we set up for viewing. Somehow people did not want to be up in their rooms alone watching this... There was comfort in a group. There were tears....open jaws, people were hugging strangers, and complete silence. I've never seen such a large crowd so quiet. It was eerie. We had a church group in the hotel at the time, and an impromptu service evolved in the lobby. New friends were made. The long wait to check in, get clean rooms, etc...was calm and no one was upset (this lasted days, and people have been nicer ever since...) I'll never forget how patient and understanding people were- Good came of evil, and I saw it first hand.

Kristin | 26 | Texas

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