Friday, September 10, 2010
We Will Never Forget
**I am re-posting this from last September 11th...I know that I will NEVER forget!**
Nine years ago, our country, and this beautiful state that I love so much and call my home found itself under attack.
I feel like it was just yesterday.
By far, it was the scariest day of my 38 years! I remember hearing of the first plane hitting the tower on the radio on my way to work. I looked up at the sky and all I saw were beautiful blue skies, not a cloud to be seen. How on earth? Maybe there's some fog in the city, I remember thinking.
Rumors started flying, and I started panicking. My little ones were in school... my first thought was to rush back home and get them. I just felt the need to hold them in my arms and protect them.
Then I started hearing that the nuclear power plant that is within 1/2 mile of our home was under guard, because it was rumored to be a potential target.
Call me a coward, call me paranoid, but I rushed home, snatched up my little ones, pack a bag and literally ran from my home. My only thought was to get as far away from that power plant as I could. I took the kids and stayed the night at my Aunt's home in Connecticut.
I remember getting a call from my husband saying that the reports were that more than 300 firefighters had been lost. That numbered took me off my feet. Unbelievable! He said that our local volunteer fire department was sending units down as support.
I was filled with pride that he would be going to help in such a huge and important effort... and sheer panic that he would be in that "war zone"!
Three days later, I was lucky enough to be able to once again hug and kiss my brave husband... simple signs of affection that many wives would never again be lucky enough to experience.
I will be lighting a candle on my front porch in remembrance of all of those who lost their lives on this fated day, especially my long time friend, Stephen P. Driscoll, NYPD.
May we never forget.