I was in my classroom at school; it was my planning period. My mom called me from her classroom and asked if I had heard anything about an airplane crashing into the World Trade Center. I didn't, but I told her I would look online and see what I could find out. Apparently, someone had called the school, and word had started spreading. I found a short article online, and as so many others did, I thought it was just a terrible accident. And then I turned on the TV.....and as the morning unfolded, we all realized this was no accident.
Fear. Uncertainly. Utter disbelief. All those things went through my mind. It was a day that changed the lives of Americans forever.
It was a day that would change my life forever......but for a different reason.
You see, that was the day we found out that I was pregnant with Matthew. Honestly, I was really scared, thinking "What kind of world are we bringing this child into? What will life be like for this baby?"
As the weeks passed, of course, our nation realized that life would go on....it had to. And we realized that things would be okay, and that our baby would be okay, and we'd just keep on living.
And that is why September 11, 2001 holds a different set of memories for me. I will never forget......
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