I can not believe it’s been twenty years since this horrible day. They say you will remember exactly what you were doing on this tragic day. I can agree with this to an extent. I know that I was a sophomore in high school. I was in class when the teacher turned the tv on so we could all watch what was happening. I can’t tell you what class I was in. I can’t even tell you I fully comprehended what was going on. The rest of the day was a blur to me. I understand now that I’m an Empath. I didn’t know that at the time. I felt so overwhelmed with pain and emotions that I couldn’t think straight. I watched the news obsessively until the events stopped being talked about nonstop. To this day, I still can’t watch the news.
I asked some friends to share their stories with me. I am fortunate to have been given three beautiful stories. I hope you enjoy them.
I was up and having breakfast with my dad because his car was in the shop, so I was giving him a ride. We were watching TV and saw the first plane hit. Thinking it was an accident, we left the house and started on our way. By the time we stopped to get his morning paper, the second plane had hit and we knew it wasn’t an accident. My mom was terrified and didn’t want him going to work because his job was right next to LAX and she thought more attacks might happen. He insisted, so I took him the rest of the way. It was amazing to see how people pulled together to get things accomplished that day and though I didn’t like what made it happen, it gave me hope that people can be good, regardless of who they are helping.
Do I remember where I was at the moment the horrible injustice hit our country? No. I was in college and I believe I was studying away and not near any sort of media outlets. I remember finding out later that afternoon as I was leaving to drive somewhere. I remember what happened the rest of the day and the days following. I remember people coming together to help each other. I remember our country mourning together the lost loved ones even if we didn’t know anyone directly. I remember how it didn’t matter who we were or our beliefs because we were united. That is what I remember. I just thought about and time has changed and there are very few people in my life now that was in my life 20 years ago. I hope today of all days we can forget about all of our differences and remember what brought us together 20 years ago on this day and the following ones.
Dreama from TikTok.
Death and tragedy are a part of life. It’s a sad reality that we face. Just remember that together we can heal. Together we can overcome hatred. Together we are not alone. I’m sending you all hugs and love and positive vibes.
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