The day that changed every one's lives.. Mother, Fathers, Brothers, Sisters, Uncles Aunts, Grandmothers, Grandfathers....
Do you forget little things that happen in your life? A time period, a face, a name, a small detail....?
But on this day I can remember almost everything that happened.
That morning I took the path train to work that was right under the World Trade Center. I was only there an hour earlier. When I got to work in New Jersey that's when I heard the news that a small plane had collided into the trade center. Everyone thought that it was an accident but it was not, because a second plane went into the next tower.
I did not go home that night because all the bridge was under lock down. Only emergency personal can cross and get into New York. I was stuck, stuck away from my family, away from my daughter that was in daycare that day. I thank god that the daycare did everything that day to make sure that all the children was comfortable and away from all the craziness that day.
My mom went to work that day and was only blocks away. I could not get in touch with here until she finally made it home. She got on the last ferry heading back home. The told her to take her time and that there will be another ferry but she said no because she did not take a chance. All she wanted to do was to get home to her granddaughter.
I spent the night at a local hotel by work. I cried that night. I did not know anyone personally that was in the world trade but to know that all these people lose ther lives because they were Americans.
The air was calm, the sky was blue and people was in shock. The train ride downtown where not a single word was spoken. No huffy and puffing, no laughter.....silence was all around. I was happy to finally be in the arms of D. the love of my life, my soul mate.
As I held mui mui in my arms, tears coming down my face. She looked at me with wide eyes, with uncertainly... "Why is mommy crying" An innocent child that did not understand what had happened that day. Why people wanted to hurt us. Why there is so much hatred in the world.
The little things that I cherish now... The picture my daughter drew, the smile my son gives me, the mess my kids make.... every little thing.
Hold your kids a little harder, enjoy the time spent with your elders, sit and share your thoughts with your friends, cherish what you have.....
Let the lord lead the way...
1 comment:
Thanks so much for sharing your story. Yours was one uniquely touched, as you were there. I appreciate your perspective.
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