It was the beginning of the school day for my oldest son and I was at his school working for the school store that is held once a month for the children to buy little things before classes start. I was 7 months pregnant with my youngest son. I went home after all the kids were in classes and my husband was watching the news and told me of the plane going into the 1st World Trade Center tower. I sat and watched the news coverage thinking it was a horrible accident as did everyone else at the point.
As I watched in horror, the second plane crashed into the second World Trade Center on the screen as the newscasters were talking. Not long after, news of the Pentagon being hit covered the news. Soon after the Pentagon was hit, the south tower completley collapsed. I don't think I moved one inch from the couch as I watched this all on the news, my eyes were glued to the screen, tears streaming down my cheeks... it was truly horrifying.
There was news of a 4th plane that went down not far from where I live in Pennsylvania. When I heard about the plane in Pennsylvania going down, panic really started to set in with me as my son was at school.. my husband was a work. I flew out of the house and drove as fast as I could to the school to pick up my son. There were parents there picking up their children too... it was sort of a controlled panic as I remember it. It was a horrible, sad, terrifying and the worst crime I have ever witnessed in my life.
May we never forget the people that died that day. The Moms and Dads that were going to work for their families, the wives and husbands, the sons and daughters, firefighters and police officers going in when others were trying to get out, the innocent little children, the day that so many lost their lives to one of the cruelest acts of hate in our history.
And God shall wipe away all tears from their eyes; and there shall be no more death, neither sorrow, nor crying, neither shall there be any more pain: for the former things are passed away. Revelation 21:4