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2002-09-12

My two year old son had just woken up when the twin towers were hit. I remember getting a phone call to turn on my TV As I turned on my Tv I remember staring at it in disbelief. I was holding my son in my arms and holding him as close as I could as I started to cry. I looked at him and wondered what was going to happen. He just looked at me and wondered why I was so upset. I know he had to feel how scared and sad I was. I stood there in shock as my fiance came upstairs. He stood next to me and rapped his arms around me and held us tight. I remember looking into his eyes and seeing the shock and grief on his face. I felt so helpless standing there not knowing what to do or what was going to happen next.
I was wondereing where my family and friends were and if I would ever hear from them again. My heart went out to everyone in the world. I remember feeling that no matter what they did they would never take us without a fight. In one way or the other we would overcome this tragedy and we would all grow stronger and closer together. I was angry that this had happen and at the fact that I myself couldn't do anything about it. I'm scared to know what the future holds for all of us,especially for my son.
As the days go by I am still scared to go outside. I wonder as the days move on and we start to heal and grow stronger when the next attack will come. But I want to remind you we will be ready.