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2002-09-17

On Labor Day weekend I left my 3 children with my ex-husband in Illinios to finish out the school year before following be to Texas. As so many single parents do, I work very hard every day to take care of my children who were all under the age of 8 at the time of the attack. I was staying with my mother in her 1 bedroom apt in San Antonio, and was looking for work. On the morning of the attacks, I woke up at 7:45 or so. I turned on the TV and went to the kitchen to fix a cup of tea, I heard the news on but wasnt paying any attention to the conversation until I turned the corner into the living room. I looked at the TV and saw the plane hit the tower. At first I thought I was seeing things. How could this be? That is New York, not some 3rd world country. I made it to the sofa, realizing that this was really happening. I called my father who is a long-haul driver for a major transportation company to see where he was in the USA. He had no idea of the situation, and instantly turned on the radio in his rig. I was happy that he was no where near the eastern part of the county, but felt guilty and sorrowful for all those we lost. I cried for the next few hours, Cried for those gone, those unknown, and those left behind. I couldnt peel myself from the TV. I did not shower, missed an interview, and did not eat on Sept. 11th 2001