I was still asleep when the planes flew into the towers but I woke up in time to see the first tower fall. I don't remember crying much back then. I think at first I was too stunned that this had happened and I was scared, and then I was just horrified for those people on the planes and in the buildings.
We watched TV for hours and hours. It broke my heart to see people walking around the streets of New York with pictures of family members and friends who were missing. Didn't leave the house until two days later only because I had to take my dog to the vet to get her spay stitches out. It wasn't until I was eating dinner that night that it hit me that it was my birthday.
I've found it really difficult to watch specials on TV about 9/11 this week. I start crying, which happens often when I watch sad things on television, but then I find myself having to get up and walk away. It's like I can't bear to see any of it, even if it's just people remembering about that day. There's a song by Bruce Springsteen that he wrote about the firefighters who went into the towers to save people. I wanted to post a video of it here today. The first version I found on You Tube starts off with photos of the World Trade Center towers as they once were. Then there are pictures of flames and smoke coming out of the buildings and I realized I couldn't watch the video any longer. I think I'm crying more now than I did ten years ago.
"Time is passing. Yet, for the United States of America, there will be no forgetting September the 11th. We will remember every rescuer who died in honor. We will remember every family that lives in grief. We will remember the fire and ash, the last phone calls, the funerals of the children."
– President George W. Bush, November 11, 2001
– President George W. Bush, November 11, 2001
The sky was falling and streaked with blood
I heard you calling me then you disappeared into the dust
Up the stairs, into the fire
Up the stairs, into the fire
I need your kiss, but love and duty called you someplace higher
Somewhere up the stairs into the fire
May your strength give us strength
May your faith give us faith
May your hope give us hope
May your love give us love
I heard you calling me then you disappeared into the dust
Up the stairs, into the fire
Up the stairs, into the fire
I need your kiss, but love and duty called you someplace higher
Somewhere up the stairs into the fire
May your strength give us strength
May your faith give us faith
May your hope give us hope
May your love give us love
– Bruce Springsteen, Into the Fire
3 comments:
I think a lot of feel the same - it still hurts.
You posted this at 5:46am Sept 11. That's the moment when the first plane hit. (adjusting for Pacific time)
I cried so much yesterday. Probably the saddest thing that will happen in our lifetimes.
I know how you feel. I feel the same way and knowing someone that was on the second plane into the towers. The pain just hasn't gone away. It hasn't decreased nor increased and I hate to say it, I do have more fear about safety. But that might just mean I need more anxiety meds...lol. ha ha.
Hugs! We will never ever forget!
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