i was laying in bed still my daughter comes running in... she was 21, mom mom a plane just hit the trade center, ok so i got up watched the coverage , thinking it was just a plane that got lost and ended up getting to close to the building, till i seen the 2nd one hit, omg, i really couldnt that one out, but then when they said the pentagon got hit thats what had me scared, the most powerful building in the states under attack, all i could do was pray, that nite i had to go to work, in a retail store and it was like the whole world was mourning, every one was quiet, no one smiled or laughed or joked it wasa weird feeling i think that day changed us all alittle inside some thing died for all of us......rip...

It was my daughter's 25th birthday. I had just dropped off my youngest at school and was on my way back home when I heard it on the radio. I ran in the house and turned on the TV. Then I called my husband at work. I also called my Mom and we both cried. The whole day was very surreal. I pray nothing like that ever happens again.

I too was in bed still, and it was my son - who was 11 at the time - came running in to tell me. I got up and watched the coverage ALL DAY. My significant other was up north working, and they had to shut down because of the No Fly order over north american (I am in Canada). My father and step mother were in the USA on holiday at the time...I worried about them.

It was horrific, yet I couldn't stop watching. It was like the world changed that day....

thank you........

Here in Britain, I was collecting my kids from school. My friend had heard it on the television news and told us all in the playground. By the time we reached home, the second tower had come down.

Right here at work. I remember it very well.

God bless all who perished and the families they left behind that day. Also Sirus the yellow Lab who lost his life that day

http://www.our.homewithgod.com/mkcathy/sirius.html

I was working from home. One of my American friends called me to tell me to switch on my TV and then I saw the horror.


Fried

Poor Sirus -

9/11 hurt so many--

that day i had no college classes, for i was in my corrections degree classes at that time, and i was home cleaning the house. i had always turned on the television to catch up with the news and did not that morning, the quite sounded good. around 10 a.m., mother called and asked me if i had been watching the news. upon answering no, i questioned her, and turned on the television. i had three televisions going that day, one on a different station for optimum coverage. i remember my sons being profoundly affected by this, for they do not serve in a branch of the service and were ready to do what was needed for their country. the childrens dad was also affected in the fact he had just been that area a week earlier delivering products, being as he was a truck driver. that being said, i also had a cousin and an uncle who had just left the area, one a day before and one that very morning.

a prayer goes out for each who have lost a loved one in that tragic event and too those who have lost a loved one in the aftermath.

Belinda

all dogs go to heaven....... thank you

I was having breakfast when my husband turned on the TV. We thought it was a joke at first. Driving to work, we heard the other plane crashed. I worked for a insensative tyrant who would fire me if he knew I was secretly listening on the net. His precious cabinet company was so much more important than humanity! I would secretly go out back and let the others know. The whole day was sickening. Condolences still to the families left behind.

Angela

I was in Cabo San Lucas, Mexico. I swear, I am still in as much disbelief as I was that morning. We were suppose to return home on the 12th, but all flights were cancelled. We were on the 2nd international flight that landed in Los Angeles on the 17th. The airport (one of the busiest in the world) was empty. Not a car to be found. It was the most eerie feeling ever. We were instructed on the plane to NOT get up for any reason, and if we needed to use the restroom, we needed to press the button for a flight attendant and we would be “escorted” to the restroom.

When we landed and headed to customs, there was a huge banner as we approached. It looked like a child had written it. Just a HUGE plain white paper banner with GOD BLESS AMERICA written across it in red marker. My husband wept. He saw it and just fell apart. I had to put my arms around him and pull him forward. He could barely walk.

When I think of the suffering on that day, I can hardly stand it.

My husband and I went to NYC a month later. We went to support the city. The GRIEF we witnessed was like nothing I had ever seen, or probably will see again. In the week we were there, we must have passed a dozen or so funeral processions on the streets. Firefighters. Police Officers. Port Authority Officers. Citizens.

I see the faces of the children that lined the streets. I see them when I close my eyes. I think of them now and wonder how they are. Where they are.

I turn the TV on right after the first plane hit. Rest play out live while I watch. After the pentagon was hit and they said another one was heading for the capital building I wake my husband up! I just couldn't stand to be along!!!!

He had worked a late shift and was still sleeping> our thoughts where with our son who was in Uzbekistan with the peace corp so I was in a nervous state worrying about him!

What a horrible horrible horrible day!

My son was only 2. I saw it all as it unfolded on the TV. I remember calling my husband, I was in tears, scared to death and in disbelief. As talking to him, the second plane hit, and told him, Oh my God!!!! I had to turn off the TV, cause I couldn't believe it. Then I turn the TV back on later, no idea, how much time had past, and there were the pictures of the plane hitting the Pentagon. I immediately turned off the TV, grabbed my son, and took him outside on the swing. And I can remember to this day, having my son in this little baby swing, pushing him, with tears runnning down my face. I honestly thought, that day, the world was over, it would never be the same. I cried for those who lost their lives, and I cried even more for my son, as to the world he was going to grow up in.

I honestly believed that day was the end of the world.

I could remember for the longest time, not hearing any planes... Then the first day I heard a plane fly over my home, I thought, oh Lord, I will never look at another plane the same.

As the years have past, I have learned how to ignore the sounds of a plane flying over my house, I have learned not to look up and see a plane in the sky, and not think the worst. But we shall never forget the fear, the lost, the sorrow we felt that day, and wonder why do they hate us so, that they would do this.

I remember when we went in "shock an awe", and I knew too that there were innocent people feeling the fear, if not more, that we felt that day. Yes, I HATE the terrorist that came upon us that day, and yes, I support the war we rage against them, I just look at ppl so differently than I did that faithful day. I look at Israel, and many places in the middle east that deal with day on, and day out. What we experience 9-11, they live w/almost everyday....

9/11 was the 1st time I wished I lived somewhere else, some place safe, somewhere that I could raise my son w/o fear. Now I realize that there is no such place, and we must trust in God, to bless us and protect us.

I will never understand why some can hate the way they do, why they can do what they do, don't they care.

I will ALWAYS stand be the US for the war, because our Soldiers defend us each and everyday. We can never forget how we felt that day, we can NEVER let that fear go, because the day we do, they, the enemy, the terrorist, will come against us again. We must defend our Country, our people, our children. I just feel so bad for those who are caught in the cross-fire, I really do.... I pray for peace, I pray for forgiveness.

Wow, that all came back to me..... God bless us All!!!

PS - Osama you can kiss my A$$

My BF and I were stuck in traffic on the way to work. Oddly enough, a bus engine was on fire and had traffic down to a stop. We were listening to newsradio when the 1st plane hit. We just figured someone was flying too low in some private plane and plowed into the side of the building. We were just getting to downtown when the 2nd one hit. I got to work -- worked at Enron at the time -- and people were coming out of the building. I saw a co-worker from my dept and she said "They're sending everybody home." So we turned around and went back home, and heard the Pentagon get hit. At that point I shouted out loud in the car "WHAT THE F*** IS GOING ON!??!!!"

I got home (BF had to go back to work. His company didn't let anybody go.) I sat in front of the TV in tears, with every replay of the hits seeming like a punch in the stomach. It was so horrifying and unbelievable and my brain wouldn't comprehend it. Every time I saw the footage I reacted like it was the first time I had ever seen it....still do. I couldn't bring myself to watch any of the anniversary coverage.

I talked to my brother afterwards and he asked me "What do you think the country should do about it?" I said tearfully "I think we should bomb 'em back to the Stone Age." My brother said "You KNOW things are bad when even the liberals (referring to me) think we should be bombing people." I've never believed in starting fights, but I believe in finishing them. You don't go around hitting people, but if they hit you first, it's fine with me to fight back.

I know four people who were in or near DC when all this happened. They have all talked about how terrible it was that day. I never cried so much in my life as in the days after that happened. And I'm finding myself tearing up right now thinking about it again. Wow...you'd think I would be past that by now.

I had just flown to San Francisco, I was in the middle of a project with the New York Stock Exchange. I had gotten into a big fight with my husband over this trip as I had been flying back and forth between L.A. and S.F. for nearly 20 years .. for some reason I wanted to drive ,, and my husband would not let me ,, I DID NOT WANT TO GET INTO AN AIRPLANE !! I must have known,, another odd thing I did was book a room at Fishermans Wharf, something else I had never done.. I always stayed downtown. Well ,, I started to walk to work from my hotel (had not turned on a TV) and went into the TransAmerica building to get a bagel,, the checker there told me "Im sorry ,, you have to leave,, the world trade center was just attacked and your in the transamerica building, this is a target",, not comprehending ,, I walked to my office building and everyone was out in the street (I worked for the pacific stock exchange at the time),, I asked what was giong on and they told me ,, we had had a bomb threat on our trading floor as well,, I decided to throw caution to the wind and went inside the building where I and some co-workers watched in horror on the television. Everything in the financial district shut down ,, I sadly walked back to my hotel cried and slept for a while. then went across the street for a drink,, there ,, I sat next to a couple who worked for a Saudi based oil company who told me that before they left on vacation they were informed that there would be "An imminent attack on america" ,, I was floored.. needless to say I had to get a rental car and drive home ,, I was so scared ,, my 2 young sons were at home. The people I was working with in New York lost family members and friends .. it was and still is just horrible ,, I have a very hard time watching any of that footage again ,, I just start crying ,, I remember standing on top of those towers just a few months before they were destroyed.

I heard the horrific news as I was driving to work. I was stunned...how could this happen. All those poor people, yet selfishly my mind drifted to my son who was, and still is, in the United States Marine Corps. What did this mean for him? For the country? I wore my USMC lanyard and an American flag pin very proudly that day.
I also remember trying to contact my son with no avail as he was "in training." I contacted my other kids-something a mother does I guess.
I, too, watched the news as much as I could. As a military mom, one vision that is burned in my brain was when the Pentagon was attacked there was a Marine flag left undisturbed. Seems odd, but made me feel good. It was a terrible day in our history, but a real eye opener. The US IS vulnerable. We always thought we had an imaginary bubble around us...not so.

God Bless everyone everywhere

Hi
I was in a training class for Air Canada, conducted in the air cargo division, adjacent to Boston Logan Airport, where some of the planes left from. There was a phone call, then we turned on the TV, and watched in horror. Not knowing what it meant. The trainer in the class was crying, and could not continue with the training class. We were all released. There was so much traffic on the road coming out of Boston, everyone had got released early and were driving home, in disbelieve. I saw people crying in their cars.
Next day we were back for training, to hear we had all been layed off. Recruiting was suspended.
Then re-hired 6 weeks later.
No more passengers screaming at us for delays, everyone lined up this time and were very quiet and scared to travel.
That lasted 6 months, then it went back to normal again. Sorry, dont been to offend anyone who is a frequent flyer.
Jpie