Honestly at the time I don't think I fully understood what really happened on Sept. 11th. I remember picking my friend Natalie up for school, she got in the car and asked if I had heard what happened. I had no clue so she told me and I felt sad, but it was hard to grasp b/c I wasn't there and I hadn't seen anything yet. At school they had us watch the news during our first hour. It was crazy to see the building go down like that, again I felt sad, but still didn't quite grasp it. I didn't even know what the World trade center was. I don't remember much more about the day.
What I do remember though was what I felt and saw the days following September 11th. There were flags everywhere. Not just on peoples houses or light poles, but on peoples cars and clothes. Patriotic songs were being played on the radio all the time. I truly felt like people were bonded together in a way that only could happen b/c of a tragedy. There really was a feeling of unity.
10 years later with a family of my own I think I do now understand just how tragic this event was. How heartbreaking that so many people didn't get to go home to their families that day. How crazy to look at pictures of people jumping out of the building. How sad that one thousand something people were never really found. It truly was a horrific day. My moms birthday is Sept. 11th, so at least on this now tragic day there is still something to be happy about.
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