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2002-09-11

On the morning of 9-11 I was on my way to work when I clicked on to Z100 and heard the morning crew confirming the first plane hit the WTC tower. I thought it was a really distasteful joke and was about to call them on my cell to ream them when I received a call from my fiance who saw it in NJ. I went to work and tried to getonline turned on the radio and proceeded to cry like a child since I knew people were killed and then heard tower 2 was hit...that's when I lost it and just left work to rush home and try to find a way to pull myself together. I didn't actually see this unfolding until 8PM that night since i had no TV set near me.

I couldn't even speak when I sw it- my heart fell to my knees and I with it. All I remember is rocking back and forth crying hysterically knowing this was when America was being attacked without mercy. My neice 2 yrs old held my face in her hands and said you're ok, you're ok and wiped the tears from my eyes. As I looked at her- her innocent eyes, I thought she'd never know what this was like. It wasn't until 2 days later when I realized she had ; my fiance told her he was going to work and she said "where the buildings are falling down?" I looked at her big hazel eyes and had no idea the effect of all the news, tears, conversation and events had actually had on her. I held her close and explained it to her- this was the worst thing I'd ever have to do. Explain terrorism, patriotism and death to a 2 year old and even now, she expects a plane to hit the buildings. Life isn't ever going to be the same. I can't imagine the amount of time it woild take to heal. I still cry uncontrolably, and can't finish my scrapbook since the pain is far too great to handle. That day was the worst day of my life- although I didn't lose friends or family- I lost brothers and sisters I never knew...God Bless Us as we overcome and stand united!!!