Tuesday, September 11, 2012

where were you?


I'll admit....I didn't realize today was September 11.
I heard it on the radio as I was driving my little one to preschool.
I started remembering where I was
and as I did I cried.
I was in my lab, having gotten to work around 5am.
My reactions were cooking away.
I was writing observations down in a notebook.
A secretary came in and said
a plane crashed into one of the towers.
 Little did we know.
I stayed in my lab.
 Soon somebody else came in and said to shut everything down.
I balked. I was hours into it and it would be a waste.
 No one could continue to work they said.
There'd been another plane.
They didn't want anyone getting upset and then getting hurt.
The lab shut down. That never happens.
I remember getting my best girlfriend from her lab.
Both of us were in a daze.
We grabbed our hardhats and went outside to the pilot plant...
{basically a big lab where you scale up
reactions before going to the big plant reactors}.
It had a television.
It was a tiny office.
It was packed.
I remember watching the towers fall.
I turned to one of the guys and said
 "Did I really just see that?
 Did they really just fall?"

I left work and drove to see my parents.
I didn't want to be alone.

I remember the days that followed.
Everyone was so nice to each other.
People driving were so courteous.
People on the street were polite.
People were eager to give, to help, to be kind.

It took something so evil to make everyone
act the way they should. Everyday.
I wish everyone could remember that spirit of brothers in arms.
America needs to remember that feeling.
Our country needs that now more than ever.

I didn't know anybody who died that day.
I hope this day finds those who did with peace in their hearts.

My life did change that day though.
My husband and I were just dating at the time.
Cross country dating.
We both knew though.
That we each were THE ONE for the other.
So I quit my job three days later
 and moved a thousand miles away.
Lesson learned.
Life was too short to waste.
Three years to the day that I gave my resignation
I gave birth to our twin boys.
Life goes on but please don't ever forget.

1 comment :

  1. So very well said, Nancy. Love what you said about how our country needs to remember the kindness toward each other that was displayed in those first days. I have never heard anyone describe it like that and it really hit home with me. BTW, my husband and I were also dating at the time but I had to wait another 3 years before getting a ring. :)

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