Saturday, September 12, 2009

Memories of 9/11

Yesterday marked the 8th anniversary of the 9/11 attacks here in America. I thought it would be cool to have a post collecting memories of where you were when the Towers fell, or your memories of that day. If you lost any loved ones that were in NYC, PN, or DC, then you have my deepest condolences, and I pray that God blesses and strengthens you.

I just walked into school when I heard the news. It was all pretty surreal. I wasn't exactly sure what the Towers were, but I recognized the panic, chaos, and fear that was on the tiny TV screen. That day was pretty hectic. No teachers wanted to teach. There was something bigger going on.

I got home from school and my mamaw was at my house, standing out in the yard and talking with my mom. Mom was distraught and panicky. I rushed into my house and put a VHS tape in the VCR, hitting RECORD and changing the channel to CNN. I let the tape record until the end. I took it out and put it in a box. I haven't taken it out of that box. I bought a newspaper the next morning and put it with that box. It was all very eye opening and sobering.

It still is.

I thank God that I had no friends or family at any of the sites, but I know people that did. I won't forget that day as long as I live.


Krista said...
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Krista said...

It was a very sad day. I remember when I found out I was in my High school gym class in Texas. Everyone was freaking out and such...It was pretty scary. I didn't realize what was going on till I got home and seen it on the news. When people are telling you it's not the same as watching it happen on TV.

I actually had an art piece I did with the towers and such in it entered into a contest. I didn't win but it was awesome it was good enough to be entered. I think I didn't win because I accidentally put too many strips in the flag, my bad LOL! It happens to the best of us, but I still have it in my garage to remember the impact it had on me....

Very sad.

Paula Titus said...

I was grocery shopping, and noticed the store suddenly seemed empty, and eerily quiet. The people who were there were whispering to one another and then I heard someone say something about New York. I was home watching on TV before the first tower collapsed, and was utterly confused as to what exactly was going on. I suppose I lived my life in a happy little bubble like so many other pre-9/11 Americans.

The weeks following I became a nervous, anxious, fearful, wreck of a human being. I remember being frightened to open the mail for fear of anthrax poisoning. I could see nothing but doom for the future of my child and basically felt like the safe world I had known for so long was suddenly destroyed.

Looking back, I know I went to extremes..but it was only because I realized I didn't have nearly the control over my world that I thought I had. It was this single event that eventually led me back to serving God and finally getting serous about my faith.

I'm sorry that it took a monumental tragedy to jerk me from sleep, but thankful that I woke up.

logankstewart said...

@Krista: Thanks for sharing. I did a 9/11 art piece, too. You can check it out by copying & pasting the link below.

@Paula: Thank you for sharing. It's too bad that 9/11 didn't have a lasting impact on people's faith in God. It seems that at the time everybody was singularly focused on God, but soon, life was back to normal for most. We must all press on to the mark.