Sunday, September 11, 2016

9-11

This morning at 6 am as I drink my coffee and eat my breakfast I think of those who were getting ready for their day at work in the twin towers.
I think of those who were boarding a plane to travel for business or pleasure.
What started out as a normal day would end up being anything but normal.

I went to work ( at the time I worked for the clothing catalog Chadwicks of Boston)  and during my morning my husband emailed me.
he never called or emailed me at work so I opened his email and he had said at that time that a plane hit the twin towers. They didnt know if it had malfunctioned or why.

 Then a few minutes later he emailed and said another plane hit and they thought it was terrorism.
we then got emailed from the home office stating that one of our purchasing employees was on one of the planes. She had a 5 month old infant at home. She was on her way to NY to the fashion district for the new style season. and she was on the plane............. they told us if we wanted to go home to our families we could. HER 5 MONTH OLD DAUGHTER NO LONGER HAD A MOTHER.

When I got home it was of course all over the tv playing over and over and over and my husband was crying. He had seen a man jump out of a window knowing he was gonna die but he didnt want to burn so he jumped. To this day it still bothers my husband. We have to change the channel, not out of disrespect but out of compassion and caring for all those who lost their lives that day
I will end with the lyrics of Alan Jacksons song......it kind of sums it all up for me..........

hold your family and friends a little tighter today.........and remember those who cant.....

Where Were You (When the World Stopped Turning)
Where were you when the world stopped turnin'
That September day?
Out in the yard with your wife and children
Or workin' on some stage in L.A.?
Did you stand there in shock at the sight of that black smoke
Risin' against that blue sky?
Did you shout out in anger, in fear for your neighbor,
Or did you just sit down and cry?
Did you weep for the children, they lost their dear loved ones,
Pray for the ones who don't know?
Did you rejoice for the people who walked from the rubble
And sob for the ones left below?
Did you burst out in pride for the red, white, and blue
And heroes who died just doin' what they do?
Did you look up to heaven for some kind of answer
And look at yourself and what really matters?
I'm just a singer of simple songs.
I'm not a real political man.
I watch CNN, but I'm not sure I can tell you
The diff'rence in Iraq and Iran.
But I know Jesus and I talk to God,
And I remember this from when I was young:
Faith, hope, and love are some good things He gave us
And the greatest is love.
Where were you when the world stopped turnin'
That September day?
Teachin' a class full of innocent children
Or drivin' on some cold interstate?
Did you feel guilty 'cause you're a survivor?
In a crowded room did you feel alone?
Did you call up your mother and tell her you love her?
Did you dust off that Bible at home?
Did you open your eyes and hope it never happened,
Close your eyes and not go to sleep?
Did you notice the sunset for the first time in ages
And speak to some stranger on the street?
Did you lay down at night and think of tomorrow,
Go out and buy you a gun?
Did you turn off that violent old movie you're watchin'
And turn on ""I Love Lucy"" reruns?
Did you go to a church and hold hands with some stranger,
Stand in line to give your own blood?
Did you just stay home and cling tight to your fam'ly,
Thank God you had somebody to love?
I'm just a singer of simple songs.
I'm not a real political man.
I watch CNN, but I'm not sure I can tell you
The diff'rence in Iraq and Iran.
But I know Jesus and I talk to God,
And I remember this from when I was young:
Faith, hope, and love are some good things He gave us
And the greatest is love.
I'm just a singer of simple songs.
I'm not a real political man.
I watch CNN, but I'm not sure I can tell you
The diff'rence in Iraq and Iran.
But I know Jesus and I talk to God,
And I remember this from when I was young:
Faith, hope, and love are some good things He gave us
And the greatest is love.
And the greatest is love,
And the greatest is love.
Where were you when the world stopped turnin'
That September day?

2 comments:

  1. I remember that day so clearly, and all the emotional stages that I went through during the day. I could never forget, nor would I want to.

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  2. It was such an emotional time. Perfect words in Alan Jackson's songs. Thanks for sharing what your day was like. I will never forget!

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