Tuesday, September 11, 2007

Sept. 11th 2001

I jarred awake by a phone ringing, it seemed something was wrong, and it was. I never wake up without turning on the t.v. anymore. I will never forget the horror I felt seeing what was happening on t.v and then suddenly the buildings fell. I did not feel safe and I was very far away. Later that day I had my first doctor appointment for my pregnancy with Jacob. It was very busy and chaotic at the office so they offered to do an ultrasound to make up for the length 3 hr wait. As I sat there, knots in my stomach, I saw the new life coming into our family and I suddenly felt peaceful. In the midst of all this confusion this child was a miracle to me. I wondered what world this child would grow up in, what he was being born into. Jacob was born later the next year and he brought the joy and the peace only a new life can bring. I will never forget that day, the people who lost their lives, and seeing my new miracle for the first time... helping me remember life would go on and be o.k.

4 comments:

Doug & Stacy Fournier said...

i was in a similar situation. i was pregnant with my jordan. we were calling people to tell them that i was pregnant when we turned on the tv. it was very shocking, but i remember feeling the saw as you!

Claremont First Ward said...

I was pregnant with Emma and on vacation so I didn't even hear about it until the afternoon. Such a sad, sad day. I can hardly believe it's been 6 years.

Shannon said...

Such a beautiful posting about a horrific event tempered by God's grace and reassurance. Thanks!

Kate said...

Gosh, I had trouble talking about that day for a while. I was attending college across the river from the city and, to make a long story short, we watching the second plane hit and through until the towers fell. We were all just...shocked...no better word. In complete shock. And the Marines at the reserve base next to us were the ones who were calling out about the Pentagon. That whole day is so vivid in my mind, even today. It won't fade I don't think. When the fighter jets buzzed overhead, we all jumped. It was so frightening. And the next day, our campus was covered in ash. Someday I'll tell my girls about what the towers meant to me, I used to look for them every Christmastime when we crossed over to Long Island and I'll tell the girls why they can't do it. But when they are much, much older. Sorry for the long comment, I don't know why, but I had to say it!