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2002-09-11

I was in my car with my two-year-old daughter around 9:45 in the morning on September 11, 2001. We were on our way to her Acrobatics class, listening to a Christian music radio station. I heard them announce that a plane had hit the Towers, and I heard something about a mall, which now I know they said National Mall. My daughter's class started at 10:00 am, so we went inside. I told some of the other moms about it but they hadn't heard about it yet. We got back in the car after class and I continued listening because at this point I feared we were at war. When I got home I turned on the television and watched in despair. Though I didn't know anyone that worked either in NY or in DC, I was overwhelmed. Then there was the fear of what would happen next. My husband was at work. My seven-year-old son was at school. I tried not to panic as long as I could but I finally called his school to make sure everything was all right. I asked them if many parents had come to pick up their children. The receptionist told me that quite a few parents had come and if it made me feel better, it would be OK for me to come and get him. So that is what I did. I live in a rural area and didn't really fear anything happening out here, but I really needed to see and hug my little boy. We watched the news for a while together when we got home. I wanted him to remember what had happened that day, but yet I hated for him to see all the destruction. After a bit, I called my husband, just to hear his voice. I think my story is pretty typical of the general public. I didn't lose any of my loves ones, and for this I have been blessed. I am so sorry for those who lost family and friends. We were all affected greatly by this. I think we all did remarkably well in getting on with our lives while at the same time mourning those who were lost. God takes good care of His people. He was truly with this country on that day, as He is with us always.