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Saturday, September 10, 2011

In Remembrance

In remembrance of the lives we lost on 9/11/2001

I urge you to take a moment and remember all that were lost and think of how much our freedom means.

To all of the families, our thoughts are with you on this day.  Even though I live on the west coast, I still cry at the mention or any photo that is posted of the event.  Below the photo is my moments on this day.

I was working the graveyard/night shift at our local hospital as a CNA on the medical/surgical unit.  It had been busy most of the night.  We only had a few patients on our floor, but for some reason everyone was unsettled.  The patients were having a hard time sleeping and my paperwork had been piling up.

Finally, sometime after 2am, everyone on the floor had finally fallen asleep for the remainder of the evening.  The nurse and I decided to sit back and relax.  We were playing a game of rummy and just chatting for a bit.  We drank our coffee and flipped through magazines not knowing what was about to happen.  I didn't know that while I was laughing at the newest photos of celebrity hairstyles and fashion disasters that a true disaster was beginning to emerge in the morning.

The nurse looked over at me around 5am and said that she felt a little off.  She couldn't put her finger on it, but she felt like there was something wrong.  We went and checked on each of the patients and nothing was wrong with any of them.  She figured it was just side effects of the 12 hour shift we were on that had been weird from the get go.

While we had just finished up our final morning rounds and were preparing to give the shift change report a final look over, the girls for the next shift started to arrive.  One of them asked if we had watched any of the morning news yet or seen the paper? We told her that we hadn't done either and that we had been feeling a little off all evening and early morning.  She quickly turned the nurses station TV onto the news and told us to watch.

As we sat there watching the World Trade Centers under attack, we couldn't believe our eyes.  This doesn't happen to America!  We are suppose to be safe!  I was in shock at what was happening before my eyes on our small TV.  Even though none of us knew anyone personally in New York or on those planes, we all sat there and cried.  Our shift report was forgotten and we all sat and said a small prayer for everyone involved.

I was tired, but I couldn't bring myself to go to sleep when I got home.  Thankfully, I was off that evening and was able to stay up and watch the rest of the terror unfold on the television.  I cried for most of the day and my heart broke for each of the lives that I knew were never going to be able to go home to their family again.

When my children came home from school that day, I hugged them and never wanted to let them go.  They were young and didn't know what was really going on.  Now that they have grown older, they understand and they say a prayer of their own for those lives that were lost.

9/11/2001 is a day that I will never forget what I was doing or the emotions that were going through my heart.  It is a day that America will never forget as well.  I remind my children everyday and especially on 9/11 that I love them.  We watch the remembrance shows on TV and we will NEVER forget what we have learned.  Life is precious and can be taken away in the blink of an eye.

Hold your family safe, and remember those who are not with us today because of this horrible tragedy.


Anonymous Anonymous said...

Thanks for your memories of that day. My children were young too and it was a day that will forever mark their childhoods. My younger son had ust started kindergarten and is now in 10th grade, so his school grade always marks how many years it's been. I am fascinated by how an event can affect the emotional climate of a vast area– how, like your nurse friend, we can actually feel the impact of a far away event.

September 11, 2011 at 4:25 AM  
Blogger cait045 said...

I think everyone will remember where they were when theyheard the news. It was my first day of high school, 3rd period in the cafe. I remember that day.

September 11, 2011 at 5:22 AM  
Blogger Megan@Riverina Romantics said...

Thank you for sharing with us!

September 11, 2011 at 5:53 AM  

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