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2002-09-11

How could any of us forget this day. I was at a meeting, a rather long one. When I returned to the office, my fellow workers were just standing there glued to the radio. They had the strangeous look on their face. I asked what was going on and as I stood next to them and heard the news, I just could not believe it. We all went over to the Doctor's Lounge where that was a teleivison set and watched in horror as they replayed the first plane crashing into the North Tower. There are no words to express my feelings as I thought about all those people who were and would be killed in this unspeakable incident. Then - the second plane crashed. My heart went into my stomach. We all stood there crying softly to ourselves, trying to embrace this moment as though it was just a dream and that we would all come back to reality and it would be over. But that was not to be. For months I have been glued to the TV, along with my husband who has taken this so personally that now I worry about the real effect it has had on him. Today on the first anniversary, I still don't want to believe it happened but I know I need to deal with it. I hope that the world will know the grief Americans have gone through over the last year. I know that most nations grieve with us and for us. When future generations read this, please know that in my 55 years living, I have never witnessed anything so hurtful as this. My heart has ached and will ache forever.