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story1328.xml

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2002-08-20

After dropping my children off at school, I had to go by a Printing business to pick up completed jerseys for my son's football team. I was talking to the owner and a neighbor of mine that works next door. The radio was on, and we all heard about the first plane. I didn't think anything more than it was an accident and I remember thinking, "What a shame..."
I got in my car and started driving to work. I was listening to my favorite morning show which immediately started talking about the plane crash and then the second plane. I hurried on to work so that I could watch the television. After the third plane crash, all I wanted to do was go get my children from school. I started praying. I started calling my husband(who was out of town on business in MexicO) and I told him I loved him and to hurry home.
We couldn't function much at work the rest of the day, just prayed. I prayed that if the end of the world was coming, that my children would not die without me. The feeling was helpless, hopeless, and extreme sadness.
My 7 year old son, who never watches anything but cartoons, wouldn't quit watching CNN. He was shocked and couldn't sleep. My 12 year old daughter hid in her room and said she wished the world would be normal again and that she didn't want to hear about it anymore...she wanted normalcy.
Money problems didn't seem so bad, just trivial(along with other worries in life). I am truly thankful nobody in my family was hurt, but the world does mourn...we were ALL directly involved.