story787.xml

story787.xml

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2002-06-15

I made a dash out of the house, typical, on my way to the airport, to work a flight to Philadelphia, I had the radio on KNIX. Stuck in traffic, singing along, the song was interrupted and the horrible event was announced. I seriously don't think I got it the first time, I was so confused, and as I looked around me, it seemed like everyone was staring at their radio. Then a few minutes later, it repeated itself, I felt chilled, I cried though I don't remember how my tears fell, they just fell. "Dang it", I said, because I had left the house without my cell phone to call home. So, I made the exhalted decision to go ahead to the airport. I drove stunned, lost in disbelief, I parked my car, not knowing what would happen once I stepped foot in the airport. It was so eerie, people standing around looking at the TV's, noticing me, rolling my bags, I was trying to look professional, still. I passed some fellow flight attendants , that said, 'just go home, they're sending us home', I wanted to hear it from a supervisor, I did. I wanted more information, I wanted an explanation! I turned the corner into our briefing room, how sad that was, some were crying, some were just staring at CNN, I called home. My husband said, "come home, NOW !" I said, 'I'm on my way, let me see if they need my help, first'. I took a seat amongst my coworkers, it was just a lonely feeling but at that time, I wouldn't want to have been anywhere else but sitting in a room with people I enjoy my job with. It was a good place for me, at that time. For the next 4 days, I sat on my couch, dissecting all the information from the TV, when finally, my husband, walked up to the TV, and just...shut it off, he said, "that's enough". I know he did the right thing, he was very much supportive of what I was feeling, but, he also new, that I wouldn't want to be anything less than strong, so he made sure I regained my strength and focus by returning to my real world. Thank you Lord for my family.