it was a quiet, sunny morning. i was sleeping peacefully in my bed, exhausted as my body was working furiously to grow a baby. i was sleeping in because i didn't have to work until later in the morning, purposely scheduled, by me, for this very reason of sleeping in.
i was jolted awake by the ringing telephone. blindly, i reached for the phone. then, looking at the caller i.d. i was irritated at my husband for calling me so early in the morning knowing full well that i would be sleeping. i considered not answering, but quickly decided against it.
"hello!" was my short, irritated answer.
"are you listening to the radio? (we have no t.v.)", came the reply.
i was thinking, very annoyed like, 'no! why would i be listening to the radio? i was sleeping!' but all i said was, "no."
"turn on the radio. a plane just crashed into the world trade center!"
still not comprehending or realizing the gravity of the situation, still only caring about getting back to my dreamy sleep, i said, "i was sleeping! i'm tired, i'll turn it on later."
after much persuasion, i said i would turn it on, mostly just to placate my husband so i could get off the phone and get back to sleep. i hung up and rolled back onto my pillow ready for sleep, but for some reason sleep did not come, so i went to the radio.
the rest, was just an unbelievable blur. i couldn't comprehend what was going on or why. why was this happening? once i realized what was really happening, i went from awe struck, to disbelief, to disgusted, to anger, to hatred, to indescribable sadness. disbelief that it happened, disgust for the people who did it, angry at them for doing it, hating them for not caring, and so much sadness for the thousands of innocent lives and families that were directly affected by the events of that day.
though it's been seven years, it is something that i will never forget, as much as i would love to forget it, i will never be able to. that day changed all of our lives. maybe we didn't lose a loved one in the attack, or maybe we did. maybe we have a loved one fighting to preserve our freedoms on the other side of the world, or maybe we don't. but one thing i do know, we all enjoy the freedoms that we have here in the united states. we must never forget how blessed we are and we must do whatever we can to protect and maintain those freedoms.
it is a sad day to remember, but we must never forget.