I may be a day late and a dollar short but I won't ever forget...All over the media were newscasters and celebrities asking, "Where were you when it happened?" I was at my mom's house, four months pregnant with my second daughter, waiting to go to breakfast with my mom when I turned on the television to see Good Morning America talking about the World Trade Center. I thought it odd that they were so serious when it is generally a light-hearted show.
Then they showed the first tower smoking and burning. Was it a missile? Was it an explosion? Was it just a really bad fire? Then the second plane hit and it was like a bad movie come to life. The smoke, the horror, the firefighters and police responding, then the towers coming down and all the people running. It was almost unreal, and then the news of all the people who did not make it out of the buildings. I cried for all the mothers and fathers who would not see their children again, the sons and daughters who would be missing their parents, the brothers, sisters, cousins, nephews, friends. Everyone lost was loved by someone that would miss them.
The tragedy of the World Trade Center, Pentagon and Flight 93 galvanized a nation by making us realize what is really important in life. If it didn't touch your life in some way, shape or form, you may be a lost cause.
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