I wasnt going to post anything about 911, but I changed my mind. You know my son Robert said not to long ago that I live in a fairy tale land and probably ride around in pink chicks in my head. I've had other people call me polly anna and naive, and often people are a bit surprised when somethings going on right in front of me and miss it all. I'm sure people think lots of odd things about me. but I do have to admit that some of this is true. (I do ride in around on pink chicks in my head! LOL.. just kidding girls.. Im out there.. yes, but not totally.. not yet anyways!) And yes, I am a little bit simple minded. There isnt too much deep thinking going on in my brain! most of whats in there is cute and fluffy and pink ( or for this season.. orange and black!). sorry to say, but its the truth! so anyways, I do tend to live in my own little world.. and quite frankly I like it there. But in regards to 911 and the tragic events that unfolded that day.. I was clueless. I was working for a drug and alcohol clinic with teenagers at an area highschool so thats were I was that morning, at school. One of the school counselors called me in her office and showed me on line that one of the towers had just been hit by a plane. First of all let me say, that at that point, I had never been to NYC and that I seriously ( remember my own little world....) had no clue that those towers even existed. And so, watching the footage on the computer I did think oh thats terrible. but I just didnt really get it. I didnt understand the size of the buildings or the amount of people that would have been inside them. Even watching the the rest of the horrendous evilness that occured.. in those moments and I wasnt grasping the Hugeness of it. I kept thinking "oh this must be really bad.." (duh) I did of course over the course of the day and the weeks to pass, get it and of course became more and more horrified as time went on. And like most of the world, I watched on tv for days and weeks and months the aftermath and felt sick and so sorry for all those lives that were directly involved.
I can not imagine having the desire to cause such destruction or to kill and hurt soo many people. I dont understand how someone can have so much evil in them and then to be proud of it. Im very glad that binladen is dead. I think it would have been nice if he could have been tortured first though!
Since then, Ive been to NYC and I saw where the towers once were. we ate lunch right across the street from were the towers stood. we walked the streets around the area and I just could not imagine being anywhere near by there when those attacks occured.
We are resilient people. I'm amazed that they were even able to clean up after the disaster. So many people deserve so much credit. When I look at the pictures, I imagine people not even knowing where to start or how to begin. what to do with all the debris. But amazingly they did it.
so today 10 years later.. Im remembering. though I dont need to be told to remember because I could never forget.
so where were you 10 years ago today?
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HI Viv--first off....I don't think that there is one thing wrong with being in your own little world...pink chicks and all!! ;)
I was at home....our oldest was sitting on my lap and we were watching the news....when they cut in and showed the plane heading and the tower. Our youngest {at the time was still sleeping} hubby was hauling grain.
Thanks for stopping by yesterday. :) Yes...if you go out in the field I will bring you a cookie or two. ;)
Thankfully I was at home with all three of our boys, for some reason the older ones were home from school. We were so freaked out and watched it all on TV. We finally had to turn it off, too awful for the kids.
Before that day, I was like you and didn't want to even watch the news. But since then I've become a news junkie. I'd like to go back...
Oh' girl, I always thought you and I were alike. Neil has always made fun of me saying "there go those periwinkles floating around your head again. Pollyanna would describe both you and me. Neil is the exact opposite. When I saw you say you weren't going to post, I thought our brains must be connected. I said the same thing all the way up until this morning. It wasn't that I didn't care. I just thought there's going to be so much of it, no one will want to read another post on it. Then I found myself just writing it. It was more for myself than anyone else. It started out to just be a beautiful America picture with a short line and ended up as more. Maybe it's part honoring and part healing and gratitude for me. Thankful that I am an American and that my fellow Americans really do care about life, unlike the ones who took so many.
Love you and your little pink chicks! T:)
Love your pretty spooky page!!!
I was at home as the first plane hit and then at work where we happened to have a television when the second plane hit. I heard an "Oh my God, No!" from the back of the store where one of my co-workers was watching the coverage. Her husband was in Manhattan on business and she was quite shook as she was unable to get through to him on his cell phone. The few customers who came into the store that day and the days that followed were talking of nothing else. It was an unbelievable time in our country's history - one that we should always remember. That single incident of evil changed us all forever.
Add ME to the list of Pollyannas, lil' Viv. I avoid the news as much as possible because it's VERY depressing 99% of the time. But I know SO many people whose lives were affected - and many shattered - by the horrors 10 years ago. What I am TRYING to retain from it is this: After the bombings, people automatically became bonded with the people around them whether or not they'd ever met before. Everyone reached out to help everyone else. (United we STAND.) I want to continue that unity with everyone & hope that many people will do the same because we all know that the rest of that motto is 'Divided we FALL." I cried a lot today because of the familes whose lives were torn apart, because I have 6 people I dearly love in the military & I don't WANT them to be hurt, because things are so uncertain in this world. But I'm finished crying now. It's time to smile & to do & to BE. It's time to love. I will start with you: I love YOU, Viv!
You deal with so many sad stories with the children you work with--you'd have to have pink sparkles and feathers to retreat to or you'd cry all the time.
I was at our old Victorian home, getting ready for a day of work at the home we just bought. I was in the bathroom curling my hair ('cause you have to look cute when you paint!) and listening to the news with Katie Couric. When I heard them talking about a plane hitting the World Trade Center, I turned to look. I was heartsick. We had visited NYC just the summer before, and we'd spent time in the WTC. We'd gone up to enjoy the view from the top of the building. So I knew the building, and I remembered the good time we had there.
The news was talking about the plane being a terrible accident, but my very first thought was "terrorism." When the second plane hit, I knew for certain they were acts of terrorism, even though the newspeople were still talking accident and wondering what was going on.
We were in the midst of a big change in our lives. Our children had left their Christian school for public, and we were moving from the only home they had ever known. Our new house was a mess and needed so much work. It was a stressful time. 9/11 hit us hard. We were so over-stretched emotionally. It was a very sad time for us.
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Hi Viv, thanks for posting! I will never forget the moment, I had started a new job on Sept. 10th, it was my second day of work and I watched everything unfold in the staffroom with people I barely knew, we then immediately shared something in common. Trinity chapel has a wonderful site dedicated to remembering and the message was remember to love
http://www.trinitywallstreet.org/news/blogs/observing-91111
I was at work.. which is significant because I work for an airline. It was so strange to see everything come to a complete halt for days!
i came here (via flickr) to read about your cats and read this post too. it is very poignant and well written.
like you live in a bit of a dreamworld (always have)and i also will never forget that day.
at the exact moment the second tower was hit i saw it live on my t.v. here in the UK. i had only just switched it on (strangely, because it's very unusual for me to watch it during the day) and as i had not yet set the volume i mistakenly thought i'd caught a disaster movie and switched the channel only to find the same scene on that chanell channel, and on the next and the next.. what the on earth..?!!! i couldn't believe it was real and when i finally did i was shaken to the core and desperately sad for the victims and their families.
oh dear, i'm sorry for all the typos in my comment above.. i should have checked! i guess that's the emotion.
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