Remembering

Remembering 9/11 thirteen years ago today. I watched the coverage this morning and saw those planes flying into the Twin Towers and it brought back all those memories from 2001. A few people don't like that these images are replayed every year, but I think it is important to do so in order to keep that memory alive. Everyone remembers where they were on that fateful day. I was at home getting ready for work and had the TV on to watch the news. So I saw those planes going into the buildings and was horrified. A little while later, I went to work at the shop I used to work at. When I got there I found out that my co-worker's husband was in Manhattan on business that morning, so she was particularly frantic. We had a television in the back of the store and she was glued to it trying to get any information that she could, since she couldn't reach her husband because the cell phone lines were jammed. The images were frightening and horrific. I distinctly remember her shouting from the back of the store that one of the towers had collapsed. Customers were coming into the shop, not necessarily to buy anything, but to be with people and share what was going on. We didn't get much work done that day, and I was grateful to not be home alone during this time. We did a lot of crying and hugging at work that day with co-workers and customers. We did a lot of speculating trying to figure out who would do this. It was an unforgettable day, and one that I hope we never have to experience again.