I am curious where people were, what they were doing, when they heard about and followed 9/11. Please feel free to share stories, thoughts, and prayers here.
Where was I:
I was in Montana, pregnant with my second kid, getting ready to go to a Welfare appointment, LOL. My best friend at the time was listening to the radio quite intently but I was so caught up in what I was doing, I didn't hear what they were saying on the radio. Then when I came out of my appointment he was like, listen to this, and he turned up the radio. The radio voice was describing exactly what was going on, the plane hit, the people, everything. It was so creepy, like War of the Worlds.
We went straight to his parents house where I frantically started calling my Aunt every five minutes for hours. Of course I couldn't get through, the phone lines were jammed, which only made me worry more since she lived in Manhattan. We watched it play out on TV and it was so surreal. I felt horrible for all of the people who were there, in it, around it, watching it, anyone who was involved. It was so scary to think of how they felt. I finally reached my aunt and she was okay. She was, of course, shaken up by the whole thing, since she has been in NY for over 30 years, it's all her home to her.
I had been at the top of the WTC three years prior to the attack having lunch with my aunt and my foster sister. It was crazy to think that only three years separated the events. I am forever thankful for the people who got out, and saddened for the ones who didn't. God Bless everyone who was involved.