9/11 and me.....

Each person has their own personal take of 9/11...

All around the world people live in war everyday, and not that we have forgotten that but, when it hits home it is devastating....

I remember that morning as if it were yesterday.

I was unemployed, I had gotten up early, went downstairs to make a cup of tea....it was 8:40am

I turned on the telly and I saw the first plane hit, confused like everyone else I thought it was a accident until the second plane hit....all I remember is I dropped my cup...

I am an 8 hour drive away from the towers, but it felf like it was right in my neighbourhood.

I grabbed the phone and called my husband, to be honest I have no idea what the conversation was, the next thing I remember is calling my friend Jenia. She was in a daze and I know she did not hear a word I had said since I just woke her up.

An hour passed and she had still not called me back, I called again and screamed in the phone get the fuck out of bed!!!

We had a friend that just moved to NYC 2 weeks before to take Dance and she lived 3 blocks away from the towers...

I got dressed and started walking to her house. Transit was all screwed up in the city, stores were closing, people walking around in a daze....

I finally got to her house and we sat and watched CNN like it was some kind of drug, no matter what we tried we could not pull ourselves away from the TV.

After 5 hours of watching it, I decided that I had to do something. I didn't have a lot of money that I could donate so I packed up as much stuff as I could for the people that might need it but no company or organization was collecting, then it hit me!!!

I went through the next 3 weeks of my life in tears.

My thoughts are with all that died and all that survived.

Sept 10, 2006 on CBS a documentary was shown about one FireHouse where all memebers of the house came back alive. CBS is going to re-broadcast the movie. This movie is commercial free and the best representation of what these people had to do to save lives.

Thank You