I never really understood the fact that people always so vividly remembered where they were when John F Kennedy was shot. Yes, it was a pretty important event in history, but why were people so fascinated with remembering where they were when it happened? I never fully understood that question until 9/11....then I completely understood. It seems like there has been a lot of coverage for September 11th this year - I guess because it's the 5th anniversary. So...where were you on 9/11? (Have you heard the song, "Where Were You When the World Stopped Turning?" It still gives me chills!)
I was home on maternity leave with Jenna. She was 2 months old. I had just taken Jacob to preschool and then came home to sit down and feed Jenna while I watched the Today show and as I watched they interrupted the Today show with the breaking news that something had happened to the first tower. And as I was watching the Today show, I saw the second plane fly into the World Trade Center live....and from that moment on I was glued to the TV. I just couldn't stop watching - I think it's because I had watched it happen and just had to know the stories behind the people involved - the families whose lives would never, ever be the same. I can rememer picking Jacob up at preschool at 11:00 and having his teacher ask me what had happened - they hadn't seen any of it yet. I can remember emailing Chris and telling him to call me just because I wanted to be sure he knew what had happened, and I wanted to hear his voice. I can remember wanting to call and see everyone I loved, just because everything suddenly seemed so scary. I can remember still watching the coverage in the afternoon while Jacob played with legos in the other room. I didn't think he had really watched much of it and didn't think he understood. But, then he called me into the dining room and said "Watch this mommy" while he took a toy airplane and flew it into a tower of legos he had built, knocking it to the ground. Then he said "It's just like on TV". I can remember holding Jenna and Jacob all day and not wanting to put them down. I can remember seeing all the people who had missing family members standing there holding a photo of the missing person, begging for people to contact them if they had seen that person. I remember thinking that maybe, just maybe, they would find some of those people alive. I can remember holding Jenna almost all day and thinking how different the world she would grow up in was going to be. I can remember exactly where I was and exactly what I was doing - and I don't think I will ever forget it.
I've been lucky enough to visit NYC three times since 9/11. I never saw NYC with the World Trade Center towers in the skyline. When I visited Ground Zero, I felt sick...even though there was nothing there but a big hole. Having been to NYC, it's hard to picture what it looked like before the attacks ....or what it must have been like on that day. I do know that I will never be able to look at the calendar and view September 11th as just another day.