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.
