Remembering 9/11

Shannon at Rocks in my Dryer is opening up the blogs for anyone who wants to share about their own 9/11 memories. Praise God I don't have a personal tragedy to share like so many.

My first memory that day was getting a call from my husband saying to turn on the tv. I was out of town with youngest two staying at my in-laws house. Skip was at work and my oldest daughter was at school. I struggled to find the remote to see what was happening. At that point one tower had been hit. My husband felt I needed to drive home right away(I was in Victoria which is only an hour and a half drive from Corpus) and he went to check my oldest out of school. I didn't know what was happening, and living in a city with a port, I knew I wanted my family together. I guess a lot of people were just waiting to see what horror would strike next. I got home quickly, only to find out about the 2nd tower and the pentagon. I remember being so concerned for all the children with mom's and dad's who lost their lives. I prayed that my extended family and my church family was safe. There are a lot of pilot friend's here in Corpus and a lot of military families too. I wondered how something like this would affect them. It was all so surreal. I think I sat glued to my tv for 24 hours straight while my kids played and had no clue of the devastation our country went through. I cried for so long and prayed until I was numb. In some ways I felt a little guilty that no one I knew was personally affected. But then again, we all were affected. Those were Americans killed. I love this country so much and my freedom was shaken that day. Luckily, my faith was only strengthened as this country pulled together, prayed together and united together. I want to say a personal thank you to the military and the armed forces who fight everyday so that I can live in this amazing United States of America. God Bless you!