I haven’t been able too sleep well over the past 3-4 days. I’ve been a little grumpy too.
This morning I was awake at 4:00 A.M. I couldn’t go back to sleep, from 4 to 6, worked on a sweater I’m crocheting, then I had to get the kids ready for school. The principal wanted the kids to all wear red, white and blue today.
My daughter doesn’t really understand much, but she knows that today is 9/11. My son is much more aware of it all, he’ll be in the Color Guard at a Memorial Service later.
I have a lot of things that I need to do today, but I don’t want to do anything. I’m worried about my husband and kids while they are at school and work.
I didn’t know anyone who was lost on 9/11. I’ve never even been to NYC, but I’m kind of depressed. I can remember exactly what I was doing, who I was talking to, what a good mood I was in and how nieve I was when the first plane hit the WTC, I thought “Gee, didn’t the pilot see it ?”
I didn’t think I would be feeling bad, but I’m depressed today. I think I might cry.
A year ago today, I was here. The first thing I heard about the attack was a post somebody made about a plane hitting the tower. I, also, have not been to NYC, nor did I know any of the fallen, but I am glad that we have this message board so that we could share information with friends across the world about the events of that day.
I took a long break from the board this winter due to work concerns, but I’m finding more time to post here now, and I’m glad to be back, especially today.
I too am sad today, and almost convinced I should turn on the TV. Yet, I don’t want to. A year ago I was in South Dakota talking to my friend in New York via email, when the first plane hit.
I didn’t know anyone who died personally. But I worked in a nice restaurant filled with stockbrokers and the like. One patron had been on the phone with someone who had later died. All I could do was try and take extra care of the people around me and try to present some sort of calm.
DMC and I got married a month later. In lieu of gifts we asked for donations. (Before all the controversy). One wedding guest was a professor who I knew professionally and he was crying more than any family members or friends. He wouldn’t tell me why, said to talk to him in a month or so. I found out later his his son’s fiance had been killed in the crash. He had always equated David and I’s romance with that of his son.
Don’t know why I said all this. Just felt the need.
I had hoped to avoid all this. I had some beer and watched a couple great episodes of Buffy last night and the first thing I hear when I get up is is the local radio station taking calls from whoever had something to say.
It was really rough on the way to work hearing the DJ get choked up from one lady’s call.
I heard a local station discussing its plan to replay last year’s tapes as well. I thought it was a spectacularly bad idea. War of the Worlds, anyone?
I am staying away from the media today. Just as well – I have a ton of things to do. Work is good therapy for working off that niggling little bit of stress.
I am angry. As Tranquilis said, I am filled with grim resolve.
I will not weep. I will straighten my back, and continue to play my small part in supporting my husband, Bluesman, and all of this country’s men and women who are fighting to ensure that the despicable attack on our country does not happen again.
I am glad to hear and see the recorded images and sounds from that day, because they help me to keep my resolve when I am a single mother for months at a time, and when I see our sisters and brothers in arms come home in coffins.
The deceased have no use for sorrow.
Pity will do them no good.
They will be quite the same come tomorrow,
In their houses of metal or wood.
Instead, let us look to the living,
who still have time here on earth for to share.
Time for loving, compassion, and forgiving,
Time to let us show them we care.
Also, do not dwell on your fears,
worrying how you’ll survive the next test.
But have faith when disaster comes near,
and know that you’ll just do your best.
For the past is now written in stone
and the future is fickle as the weather.
It is the present that we call our home
and here we all must live together.
NardoPolo
[sub]i’m sad too… though writing this helped me[/sub]
I thought I could bring myself to not watch TV today, but once I turned it on and they were reading the names at Ground Zero, I haven’t been able to turn it off.
I’m sad, too.
But I’m NOT going to watch the non-stop coverage on TV. That will just make it worse.
But…CBS is replaying the documentary by the French brothers tonight. If you missed it before, I would recommend either watching it or taping it to watch later. It’s just incredible.
I didn’t think I would be sad, either. But listening to the real-time replay was so hard.
My dad is a paramedic in North NJ. A year ago, he was waiting for the casualties at the scene and watching as the other buildings burned and fell. The only thing he could do was treat the cuts & abrasions that came to him.
A year ago, a friend of his in another medic squad in NY was crushed when one of the towers fell on top of him and his squad.
By the time I got to work today, the 2nd plane had hit and it was about 5 minutes until the first tower would fall. It seems worse, in a way, knowing what is going to happen.
I think the reading of the Gettysburg Address by Governor Pitako at Ground Zero really struck me as incredibly appropriate. For those that didn’t catch it, I would highly recommend that you take a look at it. A speech given at a memorial on a battlefield where thousands gave their lives. Beautiful parallel.
A year later it is very easy to mourn; perhaps more so now that some of the anger and rage has subsided. I’m trying to observe the day peacefully and I, too, am feeling pretty bad. I wish you the best. Its okay to cry.
The first I heard of the original 9/11 was from a business client. He called me and said: “Hey are you coming here to help me out today? We need to fix the DSL service in the Mall. Oh yah and the Trade towers in NY collapsed, they were hit by terrorists planes. We are apparently under attack. So, will you be here by 10 oclock AM?”
