10 September 2012

Where were you 11 September 2001?

Fall was in the air. I was six months pregnant with our second child. Our oldest Christopher was four years old. We were living in a two bedroom duplex in Coeur d'Alene, ID. My morning routin was always to get up and have my cup of coffee and breakfast while watching the news. This morning was no different. I had gotten Christopher up and given him breakfast and gone to take my shower. As always I left the TV going so I could listen to the news while I got around.

I was in the bathroom doing my hair when I heard something about a plane crashing. I came out of the bathroom and stood behind the couch that was by the hall way watching the TV to see what was going on. I'll never forget the sight of the second plane as it hit. I stood there frozen for some time. My hand rested on my belly. I still get teary eyed when I remember rubbing my tummy and looking down while whispering to my unborn child "what kind of world am I bringing you in to?"

I continued to get myself and Christopher ready for the day while listening. Popping back in to the front room often to see what was happening. We loaded up and headed out. I dropped Chris off at daycare with an extra big hug and rushed to work.

At that time I worked for a photography studio as their sales consultant. September was always a slow time of year. The senior pictures were done and no more sales to do. The gal who did the masking of the negatives was very busy in the office, but I had a lot of free time. We had a large TV in my sales room to show the customers their portraits.  This day it was not being used to show photos. Instead the photographer and I spent most of the day on the couch, where customers would normally sit to view their photos, and watched the tragedy unfold.

It wasn't easy to hold back the tears. It must have been the hormones. We didn't know anyone in that part of the country, but my heart broke for them. At some point though, life goes on, especially if you weren't personally effected by the tragedy. I'll never forget that dreaded feeling of bring another child into such a horrible world, but three years later we were bringing another child into the world. For us life went on.