One of my blogging friends, Weasel Momma, wrote a poignant post today about 9/11. She shares her recollections about that day.
She also asks the question "Where were you when the world stopped turning?"
Dateline: Sept. 11, 2001
I had recently dropped my boys, then 6 months, 3 years old and 4.5 years old off at their respective schools. I was at work, in my shop when my husband called me. He simply told me to turn on the TV.
It was unbelievable. Unfathomable. The United States under attack??? I flipped from channel to channel in disbelief. I remember calling family members and friends to make sure anyone traveling was accounted for. To make sure everyone was o.k. I visited business neighbors to check in, make sure they knew what was happening. I picked up my kids from school early.
Most of the shops closed early & stayed closed the next day. It seemed like the world had come to a standstill.
After a day or so, I called some of my clients in New York to make sure they were o.k. Thankfully they escaped physical harm. Every New Yorker I spoke with knew someone that was lost in the Trade Center. They all had stories of the chaos.
With 9/11 occurring close to the Jewish High Holy Days ( Rosh Hashaneh (9/30) and Yom Kippur (10/9), I feel that this should be a National Day of Mourning and for Reflection.
Do you remember that day? If you have a related post, send me a link.