Where were you that day 13 years ago?
We’re you at school?
What did you do?
I remember that day well. I was 23 years old, married for almost 3 years, at home with a 2 year old and a 3 month old baby, still trying to figure this thing called “life” out.
I remember the tv being on and a special report coming through. I was in disbelief, utter shock.
Actually more like confusion.
I couldn’t grasped what was being revealed right in front of me.
It seemed surreal.
I seriously could not move. I remember my husby calling from work telling me to stay put and keep watching the report.
I remember thinking what else can I do but pray. So praying I did.
Holding my babies a little tighter a little longer.
I remember calling my momma who didn’t even know how to comfort me this this horrific event.
But knowing not all questions would ever be answered.
And if we were l being honest on that day, we really did not know what more was to come, but fearing that the worst was not out of the question.
Where were you?
And what did you do when the world stopped turning?
No matter where we were or what we were doing, none of us will never forgot that horrific day that changed not only our country but each one of us forever.