Thanks for posting this Rosella-it is important that we remind ourselves of the horror and tell our stories so we never forget!
I was on LI, SUNY Stony Brook Campus-it was my last year. I was excited on my way to school because I was planning on going to the WTC the next morning for a law school exhibition. I had never been inside. I was listening to 105.3 in my car on the way to class, and all of the sudden, they start covering the attacks. At the time, I thought it was a preview for a movie and I said to myself, 'Who would make such a grotesque movie? This is just horrible'-basically they broke into the broadcast after the first plane hit. No prelude-I could not fathom that something like this could be real.
I then went to my first class and people were talking about this. Our professor basically told us, class as scheduled, everything is fine. On to my next class which was about the Crusades-we had a discussion about what was happening, and 10 minutes later, we were all instructed to leave the campus, as there were bomb threats and numerous threats that people might terrorize the campus. I couldn't call out-no one's phones worked. I went home and my parents were crying-they couldn't reach me. We were all freaked out-especially when I thought of all of the poor innocent people there-many from my community!
I am tearing up a little, but I will quickly finish-
I went in the city a few days later and accidentaly drove into the area-the air was filled with debris and smoke, and I don't want to even tell you about the smell-it was awful and made me cry.
And, this I must add....this ties into the alpaca thing of the past few days-There is a point...sometimes we get so wrapped up in the details and minutia of daily life that we forget what truly matters-love, family and health. Without these, we have nothing. When things get crazy, we quickly forget how lucky every single person on this forum is-maybe we have stress, maybe things get stressful and sad-but we still have our loved ones, and that is what matters when all is said and done.
I want to tell everyone about an article I read a while back in Glamour, about 6 women who lost people in 9/11-Two of those women were brides like us, whose fiances perished in the Towers. One girl was to marry a few weeks after. She was on the phone with her FH and the phone went dead.
Please remind yourselves that there is nothing worse than this, and tell your loved ones every day that you love them, because with life, you never know when it is the last time you will be able to. I wish everyone on here a long happy healthy life and marriage-but please don't forget 9/11 and the lessons we should learn-don't hold grudges, don't stay angry, and remind your FH/DH/DW/FW-whomever, that you love them!
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