Where were you on 9/11?

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Permalink Reply by Robin Tramble on September 5, 2009 at 9:07pm

Hello ladies,

Dawn please listen to my song and all of you here http://budurl.com/youdontweepalone911

Please Dawn if you'd like a copy let me know. My dream was to get this in the hands of every one who
lost a loved one in this tragic event. The main thing I'm so grateful for is that because of the internet
individuals across the world will at least hear it. May it warm your heart and provide additional healing.

I was at home and couldn't believe what I saw. I quickly turned up the TV and I was overwhelmed with tears, my heart ached and soon after I wrote the song "You don't weep alone" as I felt that it was being downloaded
from the heavenlies. Please tell others.

Thank you Robin for posting this. I've tweeted about this on twitter in hopes that I would find someone such as Dawn and others.

I will never forget and I'm doing all I can to make sure that many others never forget.

Please leave a comment on my blog after you've listened to the song
http://www.youdontweepalone911.blogspot.com

Covering all with prayer.

Robin

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Permalink Reply by Sharon on September 7, 2009 at 1:45am

I didn't personally lose anyone but I am forever sad for those who did and can't imagine what it felt like for all of them. It is a day I will never forget. At the time it happened I was working at the local Wal-Mart and had just had my first baby. It was in fact my first day back from my 6 week maternity leave. I remember just about everybody in the store employees and customers gathered in the electronics department just glued to the TVs after we heard about the first plane and watch the second plane hit. It hit me hard because I had just had my first baby and I was just in shock at something so horrible happening in our country and scared about what kind of world I had just brought my son into.

I just want all of you who lost loved ones and survived that you all are in my thoughts as 9/11 approaches.

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Permalink Reply by Kristen (Leahy) Dascoli on September 7, 2009 at 2:11am

I was in NYC watching the horrific events unfold right from the window of my building. My brother works in finance and his company had just moved and I didn't remember where so I was terrified that he was down there (he wasn't) and spent frantic phone calls back and forth. After my brother and I met up, we walked around the city like zombies (like everyone else) until we made it out of the city hours later. I finally was able to get in touch with my boyfriend (now husband) and learned that his friend was missing. A week later, it was confirmed that his friend was killed in the south tower.
I can't believe that it is 8 years later. I've never cried so much and felt so helpless in my life.

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Permalink Reply by T Moody on September 7, 2009 at 2:35am

I was sitting at my kitchen table working on a deer drawing and called into my place of work to see how things were going. One of my coworkers mentioned a plane hitting a tower and told me to turn on my tv- I got off the phone immediately and sat there in shock as I watched.Then I began to panic wondering where the attacks would happen next. I felt an overwhelming urge to go get my kids from school. My husband called and I told him about it and told him to turn his radio on in his truck. I almost couldn't breathe. That was the first time in my life I didn't feel safe here in the U.S.

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Permalink Reply by Nina Estrella on September 7, 2009 at 4:45am

I just blogged about this very subject last week. I hope you will get a chance to take a quick look.

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Permalink Reply by Anne Marie Goodrich on September 7, 2009 at 6:37am

Reading this posts brings back that day so strongly. My heart goes out to those of you here who lost family or friends, or suffered trauma of any kind.

I was working that day, and like everyone, we were completely stunned and shocked. Being in technology, at first I tried getting to any news web site, and all of them were down. We stood in our assistant superintendent's office watching everything unfold on his small TV.

But it was my son's small action later that day that really touched me. I wrote about it in a story which was then published in a book called God Allows U-Turns, A Woman's Journey. The story, On My Honor, is online here if you'd like to read it.

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Permalink Reply by Sara Lise Raff on September 7, 2009 at 6:48am

I am native Manhattanite. I grew up seeing the twin towers from my apartment from the time I was 4 until my early twenties. My parents still live downtown and I live uptown. I woke up late that morning. I was having a business meeting close to my home and did not need to go into my office. I turned on the news right after the first plane crashed and then watched the second plane hit confirming we were under attack. I was in shock. I knew people who worked in those buildings and in the surrounding areas including my brother who worked late the night before. My brother called and said he was home and was watching on the tv.

My husband worked across the street from the Empire State building and my mother worked in a Federal building. It was hard to reach my loved ones. I finally did and knew my husband was going to be evacuated. I went outside and saw my elderly neighbor. He said the "building collapsed". I thought ,"My poor old neighbor, he thinks the building collapsed". As I began walking down my street people (random strangers) grabbed my hands, crying and hugging, and asking "Do you believe this?" I saw a young man sitting with his car door open and the radio on. He confiremed the building collapsed. I could not believe what I was hearing. This was my home, my city, my buildings. As I continued to walk (I knew my meeting was not going to happen but reality was still setting in) I had random conversations with people whom I did not know and I will never forget. We were taking in reality together. When I called into my office my boss was hysterical. She told me to "go home and be with my husband". As I walked the street, I ducked down on the ground as fighter jets began to fly over our heads. Till this day when fleet week happens in New York and fighter jets fly over head I hit the ground with the same fear I had that day.

I went back home and stayed glued to the tv with my husband. Friends who could not get home stayed with us. We cried together and waited to hear from our friends and family who worked as police officers, firefighters and in the the downtown area. Slowly we began to hear of a friends' father, brother, sister, lost and an old college friend gone. We walked down to the pier that evening watching the smoke filled with the smell of death, cover our city. It was a terrible nightmare that was slowly unfolding.

The next day ,I volunteered at the Red Cross and at a local hospital. They were inundated with people willing to help. Our street has a giant strategic Con Ed plant on it was quickly surrounded by armed forces. We needed to show picture ID to get on to our block for about 5 months. The news anchors choking back tears with families looking for a "lost " individual. Posters began to cover the streets looking for "lost individuals". Our lives changed forever.

I'll never forget this day and I am making sure children understand in small bits each year, the importance of remembering this day.

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Permalink Reply by Leah Esplen on September 7, 2009 at 8:25am

Living in Vancouver, my husband and I woke up to the news that the first plane had struck. We both thought it was an accident and couldn't understand why the pilot didn't see it. We went for a short run and turned on the TV when we got back. We watched in horror as the first and then the second tower fell. We were glued to the TV. For the rest of the day I felt as though I had the weight of both towers on my head. It was the worst birthday I've ever had.

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Permalink Reply by Krystal L. Grant on September 7, 2009 at 9:00am

I was 5 months pregnant with my first child. It was my first day teaching at a new school. None of us at the school had any idea what was happening except that All of Atlanta was on "lock down". We could not leave the building, and our internet service hadn't been connected yet, being a new school. So I didn't find out what happened until that evening around 5:00 pm. I laid on my couch and cried as I watched the news.

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Permalink Reply by Bobbi Janay Gregory on September 7, 2009 at 9:12am

I was at home skipping first period to finishing a project for another class (with my mothers permission). I was working in my bedroom floor in front of my T.V. watching Good Morning America, blissful unaware of what was going on. Until I heard one of the anchors go is that another plane and I looked up just in time to see the second plane hit the second tower. I will never ever forget that moment and how I ran in to the living room asking my mom if it was some kind of joke, I was 17 and should have known better. When she answered no i started crying. My mom then said you need to get finished and go to school so that you can know what others are saying so when your kids ask you about this you can tell them you were with your classmates mourning together. The thing I remember most vividly about that day is one of my classmates dad's was in the air when the attacks happened and she was terrified for her dad.

If you ask my mom about that day she says it is the day that a whole generation of young Americans lost their innocence.

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Permalink Reply by Linda Ann Metzger on September 7, 2009 at 10:02am

I was packing up my apartment in South Carolina to move back to New York City!

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Permalink Reply by Megan Herbert on September 7, 2009 at 10:15am

I will never forget that day or the following months because My husband was stationed in the Air Force in California. As I drove to work that day in a panic because he had left me his truck, I looked up and on the overpass on I-80 was a man waving a huge Flag. I couldn't even hold back the tears. I was very fortunate to be in a location with such great American pride.
I wasn't able to return to the base (we lived off base) for several months because of high restrictions, so my husband did most of the shopping. We were reminded every day of 9/11 for quite some time.

I'll have more about my story and a military family nomination giveaway on 9/11 at MNMSpecial Giveaways

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