Remembering 9/11

I wanted to post a pic of the towers in all their glory for my remembrance post today and I love this one.

I was at home with my one year old boy this day 10 years ago. We’d both just had a mid morning nap after a sleepless night and I put the tv on to see the smoke coming out of the first tower.
I was still fuzzy from sleep and trying to form a coherent thought as to what could have happened.

I remember the tears coming when the second plane hit and that’s all I seemed to do for the rest of the day.
I phoned my mum, just to connect with another adult and share the horror that was unfolding.

It was a very long and emotional day and I will never forget all those people who died, who helped people survive and who lost loved ones.