I remember exactly what i was doing. I had caught the mono bug and after being hospitalized was being "babysat" by my grandma. I was a junior in high school. I remember watching the tv and being so confused. It showed over and over planes hitting a building. I said grandma look at this. She said "hmm that is some show you are watching". The phone rang. It was my cousin that lived in New York. She was calling to tell my grandma that she was fine and made it home from work safe, but her husband was stuck in the subway. My grandma's face went white and she just stared at the tv.
COULD THIS REALLY BE HAPPENING?
I don't even know what to say. All these people went to work like any other day, and some never came home. Or called their loved ones to say goodbye. I can't fatham that.
I ran across a blog (Thrifty Decor Chick) that tells a story about 9/11 and also shows lots of pictures from the dedication building that has lots of memorbilia about this day. Heartbreaking. The stories, pictures, clothes, all heartbreaking.
My heart goes out to those who remember today (sept 10) as the last day they talked, held, kissed, hugged, played with their loved ones.