That Morning

That Morning, was just another day.  

The hubs and I were on our way to work.

I had just told him that I thought I was finally getting over my anxiety of flying.

That Morning, I sat at my desk and checked the news websites like always.

I stared at the homepage of cnn.com, trying to make sense of the image I was seeing.

Certain it must be some sick joke.

That Morning, security and confidence and peace vanished in one single, terrifying instant.

I felt like I was living in a different world.

A world I didn't want to be in.

That Morning, silence reigned in the skies.

How eerie it seemed, without the usual roar of an airplane overhead.

For more than a week the deafening silence rang in my ears.

That Morning, a blur of disbelief.

How could this happen?

Why God?

That Morning, a moment in time never to be forgotten.

images of devastation, gut-wrenching heartbreak, astounding loss:

forever etched in my mind.

That Morning, changed everything.

My children will not grow up in the same world I did.

That Morning, 9 years ago.