I have been reflecting along with many of you today where I was when the Towers were hit and fell 10 years ago today. Here's my day:
I was driving to work and I turned on the radio to hear Chunga and Mister talking about a plane crashing into a tower. (Yes, I remember the station because it caught me off guard to hear Chunga so serious!) I was going to stop and call my mom to see what was going on, but I was late for work so I figured I'd call her later.
Driving in, I was in complete shock! I could not believe something like that was happening in our country! I remember when I got to work, we had turned on the tv in our conference room. We didn't have the best reception, but I remember watching the second tower fall. I felt sick. I honestly was in shock and couldn't understand how that was happening.
Shortly thereafter, my boss gathered all of us in the conference room and turned off the news. We all thought he was going to send us home for the day. No, he laid off an employee, and then told all of us that we needed to get back to work.
The other things I remember for that morning is being on the phone with my older sister. My younger sister was a senior in high school, and my mom had gone to the temple that morning. We couldn't get a hold of mom, of course, but we figured the temple was a good place to be. My older sister's building was secured, so if they released my younger sister from school she wouldn't be able to go get her. We were trying to figure it all out and we kept dropping calls because of all the chaos with the cell coverage. Soon enough we heard from Mom and got everyone straightened out.
Dave and I had just decided a few days before that we thought we should get married, so once I got my sisters taken care of I called him. He was at SLCC and they had cancelled all classes. Dave had gone over to the institute where they were all just glued to the news. He said that there was a different feeling in the institute building than on the rest of campus, but it was still so awful.
After work, I headed to the institute for my class. A friend of mine was teaching and he gave a great lesson about facing our fears and forgiveness and faith in the Lord. I still remember the feeling of shock that followed all day long - for everyone.
Ten years later, my heart still breaks for those who lost loved ones. I am brought to tears with the memory and photos of the firemen and policemen rushing in while everyone else rushed out. I am grateful for their bravery and the bravery of those called to military service to fight our battles. I am grateful for the unity that it brought to our country, and I pray that I can help Conni understand what happened that day. I hope that I can also help her understand all the good that came from such a tragedy. I pray that the Lord will continue to take care of those who lost loved ones that day and in the days that followed. It is an awful tragedy that I pray we always remember.