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Orare

I was alone in a hotel in a small town in Alabama, watching the news while going through my morning routine. I had sat down just a minute before that fateful moment, so was watching when the woman reporter looked over to the side & said we have some breaking news. The pictures they showed was appalling… every nightmare imaginable. At that time, there was still a chance it was an accident, & I had appointments, so I got into the rental car & was listening to the radio when the talk show host said oh my god look o my god.. And then they told us a different plane had hit the other tower.

At first, I guess I wanted to believe it was a prank.. surely no one would attack the United States of America. But it was true.. And the news kept getting worse & worse all day long. I phoned everyone I knew. It hurt so bad to be alone in a hotel room on a day when I & everyone else in the USA needed to touch our loved ones. Mine were so far away.

I came online that day, & joined the channel on dal-net. I spent the day with friends, crying & watching the rescue attempts, knowing the whole time that there would be few happy endings.

In the days that followed, I touched bases with every single person that mattered in my life. It felt right to talk to each, to say “I love you”, to mourn the loss of America’s innocence, & to applaud the heroes that were created in those awful hours of September 11, 2001. I didn’t lose family, & I didn’t lose friends that day.. but I felt like a part of my heart was ripped out. I felt the intolerable pain of every person who did lose loved ones. I would like to tell each of those thousands of people who were lost that they are missed.

Orare