I’ll always remember…

…where I was on September 11, 2001.

I had that particular day off and was just lounging around watching television.

I was flipping around the channels when I stopped on Live with Regis & Kelly (I’ve always had a bit of a crush on Kelly Rippa). It was the top of the hour and they were just talking about “stuff” as they normally do. They then began discussing how a plane had crashed into one of the World Trade Center towers and were wondering how an accident like that could have happened. A live shot of the smoking building was shown as they continued talking about how they hoped everybody was going to be alright.

Then it happened.

When that second plane hit, my stomach felt like it dropped out of my body. I couldn’t believe what I had just seen live on television. I immediately switched over to CNN and continued to watch in shock and horror at the remainder of the day’s events.

Then word came out on the local news that the multitude of planes heading for the U.S. had to be diverted to various Canadian airports. At that point, I called the local Red Cross and offered my home as a hostel for anybody who needed a place to stay. I was informed that every passenger from every plane that landed in the Moncton, New Brunswick area had found a place to stay overnight. And from what I remember, that was the same in all Canadian airport cities that had numerous emergency landings…from Vancouver to St. John’s. As a Canadian, knowing that made me proud.

2,996 people perished on that day. People from all over the world were affected, including some of the very bloggers I read.  While I can never truly understand how it felt to be directly affected by this tragedy, I know that this date in history will forever be etched into the global consciousness. This isn’t just a somber day for America, it’s really a somber day for the planet.

But having said that, it’s important to remember that this day didn’t only show the worst than humanity had to offer…but it also ended up showing the world the BEST it could be, as well.

Kindness. Compassion. Resolve. Tolerance.

It says something about humanity when it can live through an atrocity like 9/11 and find a way to turn it into a positive.  That’s what I’ll always remember about this date…that while there is still some evil in this world, the good in people will always win out in the end.

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9 thoughts on “I’ll always remember…

  1. I’ll always remember where I was, too. I was at work that day, and my co-workers and I were watching a live internet feed when the second plane hit. I felt that same feeling – that same surreal, stomach dropping onto the floor feeling.

    My workplace ended up turning into a hostel of sorts, giving diverted passengers a place to stay for a few days until the air ban was lifted. I also remember noting the goodness that it brought out in people.

    It’s hard to believe that it’s been eight whole years ago. It just doesn’t seem possible…

    But dude…just one more thing. Kelly Ripa? Really?

  2. I was pregnant with my second child and I had just dropped by first at preschool. As I sat in the parking lot about to go home, I heard on the radio what was happening. I went back in, grabbed my son and went home. Turned on the television and watched one of the worst events in history unfold.

  3. I was also pregnant that day, and my best friend gave birth to her daughter as it was happening, so for her it was a day of blessings. In Australia the planes first hit around 9pm on a Monday night so a lot of people missed hearing about it until the next morning. The drive into work on the freeway the following morning was surreal, everyone had blank, stunned faces on. Tragic day, I feel for the mother’s who were also pregnant with children who lost their fathers that day. Out of the ashes rise hope and forgiveness..

  4. I posted about 9/11 too. I lived in Calgary at the time and was going to work when I heard. I am so proud that Canadians opened their hearts in the way they did (as if we wouldn’t have). I live in the U.S now. Life is different here. Very different. I have pictures of me on top of the World Trade Center and you can see the other tower in the background. When I visited there I remember being intimidated by the sheer enormity (if that is a word) of the buildings. I remember just wanting to get in, take some pictures, awe at the view and get out. I felt unsafe and that was in 98. Great post today. And for the record, I love Kelly Rippa too (but not in that way)

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